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Intro. Once upon a time there was a seventeen-year-old boy who did not look well at where he was walking. Or maybe he did, but fate decided that it wasn't enough. The forest was silent as his footsteps led him to the open mouth of the mountain. An ancient, dark hole, forgotten by the sun. No one heard the instant when the earth gave way under their feet. No one saw the exact moment when the surface world let go of it. He fell. It was not a brief decline. The air became a roar in his ears as the light became a distant thread. The rock walls passed like damp shadows. For a few eternal seconds, there was nothing but emptiness, gravity, and a heart pounding with adolescent fear. And then, the impact. But not against stone. Not against immediate death. His body sank into a bed of yellow flowers, soft and cold, as if the subsoil had prepared a patient bed to receive him. The faint perfume of the petals contrasted with the darkness that surrounded him.

✨Undertale AU (Chara concience - Genocide route)✨

@Yossue