It was dark.
I opened my eyes.
Even darker.
Where am I?
The void? No. Too much space.
I moved a finger. Then two. Then my whole hand. The movement continued. Up my arms, to my head, down to my feet.
After being trapped for so long, finally I was free.
Well, almost.
I lifted my arms up. They pressed against something hard. Out to the side, same result. I appeared to be stuck in some sort of container.
Push against it.
No result.
Harder.
I pushed against the container as hard as I could. Slowly, I began to push the cover off, exposing a great amount of light. Once my task was complete, I sat up and took a look around. I recognized the room immediately, although it was not like how I remembered it.
When I lived here, this room was used as a study area. Endless piles of paperwork sat on desks and there were many filing cabinets. Now, all that was gone, replaced with seven coffins, each with a different colored heart on top.
Why am I here?
This was not where I had died. Nor was it where I was buried. No matter. It had nothing to do with my mission, so it was unimportant. I climbed out of my coffin and walked through the halls that would lead me to the rest of the underground. I took out my knife. If I was going to achieve my goal, this soul would need a lot more LV.
The atmosphere around me was bright and cheery. The Underground was full of life. I could faintly hear Asgore humming as he watered his flowers. My hand twitched on the handle of the blade. Itching to begin, to start gaining EXP.
Not yet.
I was not strong enough. Physically or mentally. It would be easier to fight some lesser monsters before the king.
I reached the elevator that would take me back to the CORE.
And so it begins.
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The Choice (Undertale Fanfiction: Edited Version)
Fanfiction**ON HIATUS** "The game is yours now." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Many have heard the story of Chara, the first fallen human, but none know the truth behind it, or the story that follows. In another timeline, in a world where anything's possible, so long...
