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Tales of Determination

นักเขียน: InkSavant

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บท 1: The Ruins I

There was something nostalgic about falling through the hole of Ebott Mountain, something that brought tears to ones eyes. The light began to shrink, as if running away before it just became a hole in the darkness above. Then, THUD. In the middle of a ray of light a young vessel laid there with their eyes closed. Their mouth partially open as to let out a slow exhale. Frisk sat up; rubbing the back of their head, then got up and glanced around for a few moments. A small smile crept across their lips and tears formed at the corner of their eyes, only to freely fall.

"Hm..." At first glance, they didn't see or hear Chara anywhere. They could be happy. No genocidal influence. Then a dark feeling crossed through their mind. A shudder would travel down Frisk's spine before they would begin to jog slowly into the ruins further through the archway before stopping at the sight of a certain yellow peddled individual. Someone known for their annoying little use of peddle bullets, the one who tries to kill Frisk in the beginning. What am I going to do about this...? It would be obvious that they were in range of sight to Flowey, but they weren't coming closer. How would the flower respond... What was that feeling crawling up Frisk's back?

The moment Frisk caught sight of Flowery, the horrible image of his death would flash before their eyes. Shortly after the quick cut scene, a faint chuckle could be audible only to Frisk.

"Oh? So you thought you got rid of me? Aheheh, how cute, Frisk..." It was Chara. Their sheer existence fueled with hatred as it leashed onto Frisk like moth to a web. Chara would be visible only to Frisk as they ran their index finger against Frisk's chin. Chara eased in as their crimson hues gazed upon Frisk, "Now then, let's have some fu-- huh?" Chara's expression towards Frisk turned sour. Chara observed Frisk's status in silence before pulling away in disappointment. "It seem's I'll have to wait my turn. No matter..It's only a means of waiting.", keeping the details private as the demonic child faded to nothing. Chara would seem gone, but not for long. At this point, with Frisk's Level as one, Chara can not take advantage or control of Frisk. They would have to verbally influence the child to make a genocide attempt.

Flowey felt the presence of someone drawing near. Quickly turning towards the large arch of the doorway, he detected a small body lurking within the shadows. "Hm?" he questioned. Was it a monster? No. Not this deep in the ruins anyways. He would wait patiently for the creature to come closer to the light.

Frisk simply stared at Chara when they had appeared in front of them as a disturbing demonic copy of themselves, or at least somewhat of a copy. Their skin was lighter and their eyes were red, even their hair was a lighter brown. The green shirt made their right eye twitch slightly as the tears began to form more rapidly at the sighting of Chara. Though when the being disappeared, it would have seemed like Frisk was holding their breath the entire time and let out a rather sharp exhale through their nose.

Frisk stepped forward when Flowey acknowledged their presence and began walking towards the yellow petaled fiend. "Hm... I don't want a flower pollen my leg," the androgynous kid muttered under their breath before it let out a whistle which sounded more like air since they failed at doing so for the time being as they went to walk passed the flower, but stopped before turning on their heel and walking over to the yellow fiend. Frisk could always just kill Asriel so it didn't cause problems, then the feeling went crawling up their back and that thought quickly vanished.

Sorry Partner, not giving in...

As the child came closer, Flowey's black eyes widened. "A...A human?! Here in the underground?! Wait.." He took in the obvious features of this human seeing it was defenseless. Maybe this human is just as defenseless in the head if he played his cards right. "How lucky..If I can get this kid's soul- huehue~"" Flowey used all his strength to hide and conceal his smirk. He needed to play innocent long enough until this kid let's their guard down. Flowey quickly shared a friendly smile towards the human. His voice sounding ever so welcoming as he bounced his stem with joy as the human approached him.

*HOWDY!

*My Name's Flowey! Flowey the Flower!

*You must be new to the underground...Gees, you must be so confused.

*But no worries! I'll help ya out and teach you the ways of the underground!

*So then..Let's get started.

The area around Frisk and Flowey would hold the two within a square-like barrier where the areas around the two turned dark. Flowey took it upon himself to eye the human's status..it was only a level one. To suppress the urge to cackle, he gave the human a wink. "This is going to be too easy!" he wickedly bragged to himself.

"Now then! You see that LV there? That's called 'LOVE'! And trust me, you're gonna want more LOVE to help you become stronger! And it's your lucky day, friend. I got a lot of Love I can give you~" In a blink of an eye, four pellets popped up in front of Flowey. "So uh, love is shared through these things called 'Friendliness pallets'! Yeah. So, grab all the friendliness pellets, friend ! Be sure to grab them all ♥" The pellets were quickly launched forward towards Frisk without another thought given.

( =

A shadowy figure laced itself around Frisk's shoulders. Chara arm's hugged Frisk enough to let their presence be known.

"You're not going to let this idiot get to you are ya? Oh come on, Frisky. Let's just get rid of him now...he wont be a nuisance and..Let's just put him out of his misery." Chara's voiced seemed tired. As if annoyed already with Flowey's little scheme to trick them. Only a few minutes into the game, and Chara's already falling board.

Frisk made their normal dull expression when Flowey introduced themselves as the Flowey the Flower. For some reason Frisk was ever so tempted to pick the flower, or tease it into submission. Maybe a little to much of Sans during the fight in the judgement hall rubbed off on Frisk. Shrugging to themselves as if in their own little world before theri eyes locked onto the fiend whom was talking about their level as if it meant love. "We're going through this again," The human muttered to themselves before shaking their head slightly.

"I wouldn't let you suffer, friend." Frisk grew a mellow smile and lolled their head slightly; their arms held out at acute angles by their sides as if accepting a hug... The smile even grew, granting tears again, as the chills ran up their spine when Chara made their presence known.

When Chara appeared, hugging onto Frisk from behind, wrapping their arms around the kid's shoulders. Frisk would raise a brow slightly, "Even if he does hit me, he'll take nineteen damage, then his next attack will heal the nineteen damage. Then when he goes for the third," Frisk glanced over their shoulder mumbling, "Let a mother spank their child, Chara." The only word that they said loud enough for Flowey to hear, was Chara's name.

Flowey's eyes narrowed in sheer excitement of the easy target; Letting the child take negative nineteen damage. For only a minute, something puzzled Flowey. He shifted his eyes downward as if feeling this occurrence was da ja vu was befalling upon him. He shook his head, quickly ignoring the thought a sinister smile appear on his face as he quickly responded, "AHAH! You idiot! You actrually though that- AHAHA! Wow. Who could ever miss an opportunity like this? In this world it's kill or BE killed. So just DIE!" Frisk was then surrounded by bullet's easing in to take the last of his health.

Chara on the other hand scoffed some towards Frisk's sudden change of behavior...Was Frisk really going to take a different route? Well, it seems Asri-- Flowey didnt remember. Did this go for everyone in the underground? So everything that took place was just a..a dream? No.

Chara grew angry to the thought. Everything that took place was real. Chara grew envious and greedy for control, but they wouldn't want to seem obvious and push Frisk too soon. After all, Chara was also curious to see how far this little adventure will last until Frisk would give in to temptation.

"Hmph..I suppose." Chara scoffed under their breath.

Frisk's lips quivered slightly as they felt the pellets rip through their clothes and slash their skin. Their HP dropped to one and it was going to be life or death when it came to Flowey here. The kid could smell the fire being primed as they'd glance to the side, still holding a smile across the lips despite the pain. They'd then look back to Flowey. "Hmm.." Frisk fell to their knees and continued to hold their arms out as before, as the bullets began to close in. They had thought of saying something, but Flowey would just have dismissed it, well up until it found out Frisk could use SAVE again. Frisk only laughed at the thought of Flowey getting bored of ... Memories of Flowey begging for their life surface and just as Frisk was about to actually start crying a fire ball negated the bullets and went on to send Flowey into a spiraling retreat.

"What a terrible creature, torturing a poor innocent Youth..." A goat woman appeared with a friendly smile and sympathetic tone.

"Eh?" Frisk let their arms fall to their sides and stare up at the goat mother, their mouth open slightly as they struggled to stand up and took a step back; fidgeting.

"Ah, do not be afraid my child. I'm Torie–" The goat was suddenly cut off by the human quickly moving forward and hugging the bottom half of their body. "Hm.." The goat caressed the top of the human's head. "...Toriel the Caretaker. You're the first human to have come down here in a long time," She exclaimed as the human child was rubbing their face into the front of the goat's dress.

Frisk thought of the warm memories of Toriel. Bringing them through the maze of tricks to the front door of her home. Boy, Frisk could have walked around Flowey and went right to her house and it would have turned out the same. Mommy... The child could already taste the pie again; their mouth began to water slightly.

"Thats... Quite enough my child," Toriel would give them a few pats of the head before taking their hand with a soft and motherly smile. "Come, come." Toriel would lead the child out of the area through the ruins. At some point she gave the child a phone, taught them the mazes before letting them go on their own as they went onto create a cinnamon-butterscotch pie.

Frisk however would be standing a distance away from the red flowers which were in front of the tree which lead to Toriel's house. A small happy smile across their face, but they were afraid to advance. A life with pain, a life without... A life without anyone. Here they were invincible. Though they had most definitely knocked that bowl of candy over and took all of its contents. Their inventory was full of candy. And despite what the game said, Frisk felt no guilt for that. Frisk took out their cellphone and dialed Toriel's number:

"This is Toriel."

"Hi mom,"

"Huh? Did you just call me mom? I... Uh, suppose. Would that make you happy? To call me... Mother?"

"Mhm-mhm,"

"Well then, call me whatever you like.

Frisk could sense Toriel's smile, as Frisk was also smiling.

The child began to move again and began to get closer to Toriel whom was standing by the tree with a worried expression, believing the human didn't listen, which felt odd for her obviously. When Frisk appeared from coming around the corner, Toriel only blinked twice as they were about to redial the human and rushed over to Frisk.

After a short conversation, Toriel offered to heal them and lead them inside. Frisk strayed however and went over to the save point, left to the door and SAVED themselves. They felt restored, their HP refilled once more and their damage tended to. Frisk went inside and stood there in front of Toriel whom shouted,

"SURPRISE" She held her hands clasped together in front of herself, "It's a butterscotch-cinnamon pie, I thought we would celebrate your arrival." The conversation as usual proceeded, Frisk had already memorized it. This was the first time... When she stopped them from leaving that she had forced Frisk to fight her in order to leave. Frisk would never forget the look on her face when she found how dangerous the human was to be trifled with; despite the fact that after taking enough damage, Toriel wouldn't finish the human off.

Toriel had left the child in front of the bedroom having pet their head in order to go look at the Pie which might be burning. Frisk let out a heavy sigh, hugging themselves as they would push the door open and look around. They missed this room. How many days did they sleep here before they tried leaving before... Frisk waddled on over and face flopped right on the bed.


บท 2: The Ruins II

And so the charade began.

Chara closed them self off from Frisk, but Chara's presence never left the poor child. Chara observed in silence as Asriel was shooed by Tori--...Mother. The reflection of Chara before mother was heartbreaking. When Chara was first brought back by Frisk's determination, Chara was perplexed by their very own existence. Remembering when their last breathe was robbed by humanity itself. Oh how Chara silently grieved and envied to feel the warmth of their mother. Seeing Frisk embrace mother's lower half made their heart sink.

Chara quickly turned their head. Listening as the two conversed with one another. It was then time to continue onward with their predicted routine of the maze-filled ruins. Oh how mother loved her puzzles. It actrually brought a weak smile to their face. "Mom...." the child whispered on their breathe. Of course, Frisk would hear the sincere voice of Chara, but their shadowy body would be no where in sight.

Chara kept quiet as everything took place. Sparing the monsters as mother commanded, leaving them to wondering the ruins on their own so she could prepare the pie. As they finally arrived to their destination of mother's new home, Chara looked up at the scarlet red leaves on the tree while Frisk managed their save point. Chara's body became visible as they were lost in thought. When Frisk was finished with there save point, their determination dragged Chara with Frisk as they faded to nothing once more.

"Home..."

Chara's body appeared once more, but not as monster. Chara was reverted back to looking like their former self. Of course, Chara had more of a male appearance compared to Frisk. Taller by a few inches, but in the face, they had facial features of a young girl. At this state, Chara was calm. Hatred didn't linger the poor child, it was relieving to see and explore the halls with Frisk. Watching as Frisk enjoyed the strong aroma of the cinnamon-butterscotch pie. Oh how the memories flooded back to Chara as their eyes lowered.

Asriel, Mom and Dad. Their life was just fine the way it was. But...

The thoughts of Dad and Mom talking about the surface angered Chara. But they quickly looked up to see Toriel's smile towards Frisk and they were quickly relieved of the heartache.

Chara pushed their feet from the ground and was not levitation inches behind Frisk. Lingering through Frisk's thoughts as they collapsed onto the bed. "So how long do you plan to keep up the charade? I see you haven't lost your touch on playing the innocent child to mother...." the hatred began to brew as Chara refreshed Frisk's memories, "After all, it was you who killed her. Ahahah! Gees. They might have forgotten...But that look on mother's face when you struck her.." Chara lowered their head, body trembling in anger to the thought of how her death quickly made hast. If anything, that kill was the worst for Chara. It's as if Chara wanted some hope Frisk wouldn't take her life again, but that would defeat the purpose. Chara wanted to live; envious of Frisk's determination.

Chara's feet placed back on the ground as they walked towards a pile of toys where a toy knife could be seen. Chara's snickering look faded into a frown.

The brief words which had been shared by Chara, whether intentional or not, made Frisk think there was a bit more hope for their little partner. Since Chara had appeared once more and began talking about how they were just going about with a charade, Frisk ignored most of the words which left the young androgynous kid whom wore green as opposed to Frisk's better choice of color scheme. Well, up until they said something about mothers death, Frisk turned their head to watch as the genocidal idiot walked over to the pile of toys. In a way, Frisk pitied Chara. They had everything and lost everything to eating a flower.

"When we struck her," The soft spoken Frisk said to correct Chara and opened their eyes partially to look at the ceiling a bit clearer; revealing their chocolate hazel brown eyes. "My only question is... Why didn't Flowey run? Why did he destroy Asgore? If he didn't go about doing that, we would have been kept busy and away from him..." Frisk's eyes moved towards Chara as they were looking at the pile of toys where a toy knife was. This was obviously Chara's room and Chara, looking at the toy, wasn't so happy. "Why'd you kill your best friend? Why'd you kill me?"

Frisk sat up on the bed and crossed their legs; looking at their hands as if they had just painted their nails. Would there be a way to save Chara as well? Well, Chara was dead. Though their soul was intertwined with Frisks, so there should be a way to bring it back. The only problem was, Frisk had no idea how to go about doing that, but Alphys might. Frisk concealed this thought with many others and closed their eyes once more.

Toriel on the other hand would have left the pie in the kitchen before sitting next to the fire and began reading. Slowly rocking in the chair. Reminiscing in the past when Chara and Asriel played together, where Asgore didn't want to go to war with the Humans or break the barrier. Sure they were confined to the underground, but they had everything they wanted... Until Asriel took Chara's soul and went to the surface, only to come back and spread his own dust on the flower bed. Letting out a soft sigh, the goat peered over at the fire and closed her eyes; slowly falling asleep.

The frown upon Chara's face changed into a wicked smile. "How sad..." Chara turned to face Frisk. Amazed at how the child tried to place the motive onto Chara. "Don't confuse me for your silly decisi--" Chara was interrupted with Frisk's outspoken thoughts about Asriel. While listening to Frisks words, Chara's terrifying smile shifted into their teeth gritting together. "You know nothing..." Chara concluded. Frisk wouldn't understand the bond that Chara shared with Asriel.

When Chara wanted the subject to change, it linger on their mind. After all, what else could the pair do in this time? Sit in silence? No, Chara would grow board staying silent in their own thoughts. "However.." Chara rephrased. "Since I'm stuck with you...I suppose it's best I tell you a little bit about myself."

Chara's hatred in the form of black liquid began to cease. The child's stare staying keen on Frisk. "You see Frisk, I am nothing but an entity of what use to be myself. Your determination is so strong....it brought back only part of me from the dead." Chara turned their body to face Frisk. Taking only a few steps towards the bed as they crossed their hands over their chest to continue their story. "I'm not at peace. And I was lost to the darkness until you fell down to the underground. Of course, I was just as confused as you. I didn't understand why I was even here, but in the meantime...I watched you. I watched you in silence so I could venture with you on this journey. Chara paused. Reverting their eyes away as they allowed a weak smile to purse their lips. " Of course, I didnt know the flower was Asriel at first. But when I saw mom, I was filled with joy. I only wished to stay with her, but the little fragments of my past started to reanimate. I remembered what happened to me and Asriel when we were one. And you, for some reason thought it was 'right' to fight her..

Chara's eyes narrowed into a glare towards Frisk. "And then the killing escalated..You didnt stop. All I could do was watch as everyone was being slain without mercy. So, you created me. Each speck of LOVE made was a rage infesting in me, Frisk. So.." Chara eased in towards Frisk and a conniving smile stretched upon Chara's face. "You should be asking yourself...Why did you kill everyone anyone? Why did you start this genocidal route? And when you wanted to let Flow-- no. Asriel live...Ahehehe...Did you really think I was going to let you get off that easy? You made me suffer, Frisk. You brought this upon your self for who and what I am. But now, you want me to believe you want to start fresh?! I-...I didn't want to kill him! You started something and I was only finishing it! It was too late to bail out. And--....I didnt know he would show back up..You spared him! I assumed he would leave! But..." Chara was getting emotionally stressed. Quickly placing their hands upon their head to soothe the migraine. Trying to suppress their feelings of the past timeline that took place. Once Chara calmed down, they were back to their mellow nonchalant persona and continued. "If he never came back, I wouldn't have killed him, Frisk. But he didn't want to be alone. For some reason, when I had full control and I appeared as you...He knew it was me."

Chara remembered the last words Asriel spoke, "Chara? Is that you?", "See! I can be helpful. I didn't betray you.", "Please! Please don't kill me!"

"That cry baby..heh." referring to Asriel, Chara snickered to the thought and then looked back up to Frisk. "While you were enjoying your little massacre, giving yourself more LOVE and me more HATE..I decided to look into your little determination abilities. That fight with Sans explained a lot to me..heh! We have the power to control this world. We're invisible, Frisk! So I knew from that moment, we are above consequences. I don't know how...or why, but I knew if we restarted this world, the lives of everyone would come back! Just like how we always came back! So you see..I knew there was no real 'harm' done. And honestly, I didn't expect them to forget either. So this is another plus to our advantage."

As soon as Chara responded with the 'How sad...' Frisk's eyes widened even more than before as they opened, clearly wearing a cringing face of guilt as he began to say that it was all Frisk's fault. That they didn't stop the killing. That they were at fault for all of it. They could have stopped, they could have spared everyone to start with. They could have lived happily with everyone or brought them to the surface. Instead they lead to an inevitable disastrous ending where they would have been all alone. Like a broken cog in a machine, their head turned away from Chara as Chara turned their body to face Frisk.

They were working with only a fragment of Chara, so they said and it was Frisk whom filled them with all this hatred. Tears welled up on the ducts of Frisk's eyes as they stared at their shadow on the wall. The innocent little Frisk used Chara as an out lit, a scapegoat. What have they done? Why did Frisk have to believe themselves innocent to the atrocity that they alone committed.

Their body felt heavy, their chest hurt, their eyes began to sting. Closing their eyes Frisk would bring their knees to their chest and wrap their arms around it. The kid looked to Chara, or at least faced them with their eyes as they usually are. "I'm sorry," Frisk said quietly, taking in an inhale clogged by mucus as if they were coming down with a cold. Frisk's apology had truth to it, at least in a sense that they would never do that again. How could they bring themselves to massacre everyone all over again? The thought of going back to the surface weren't all that good. People who traveled to the Mountain never came back, that was the whole reason why they came. They didn't expect to fall down a hole, and what was the reason to go back up in the first place? Was it because, they were afraid?

The way Chara said that they were above consequences, Frisk couldn't agree. There were consequences for everything, whether you felt or saw them right away. The ultimate consequence of their actions brought hate into Chara, scarring across Frisks mind, not being able to see anything the same way again. "We'll... Fix the timeline. It's why we reset it... Why I wanted to reset it." Frisk swallowed hard, "I'll fix you. I'll fix Asriel..." Frisk was being selfish obviously and even knew they'd never forget what they've done, neither of them would forget. Squeezing their eyes closed to remove the rest of the tears which have overrun their eye lids.

Slowly getting up from the bed slowly, their legs and arms moving slowly, Frisk would walk to the door and shakily grip the nob and pull it open with a slow creaking sound. Frisk would then quietly leave the room and begin to quickly walk along the floor with their shoes in hand. They could hear mother sleeping in the other room, but Frisk remembered everytime they tried to go, she would stop them. Frisk decided, they weren't going to stop for Toriel this time.

The human began to quietly walk down the stairs, surprisingly without a sound, however as soon as the kid reached the bottom, the snoring stopped. "Tch~" Frisk quickly slid on their shoes and began to run down the hall, they weren't repeating the same thing again. Avoid fighting Toriel, that was the whole plan there. However, just as they were about to turn the corner the sound of the Goat running after them could be heard.

MY CHILD! DON'T GO! ASGORE WILL KILL YOU– Her arm was out stretched with her fingers so close to the child's shirt, but Frisk lunged out of her grasp last moment, some tears making contact with the surface of Toriels tunic who slowly came to a stop. Staring at the droplets, "Huh...? Tears?" She made a inquisitive expression as she identified the dampness on her tunic before looking back to Frisk whom was closing in on the doors to leave. She was too late to stop her child... Again.

That's when Frisk stopped several feet from the door and glanced over their shoulder, wearing a small smile with their normal expressionless closed eyes. "Mom, I'll be fine. I'll come back... Keep that pie ready for us, kay?" Toriel raised a brow at the ending, who was us? With that, Frisk slipped through the door just as Toriel was about to start running after them again.


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