Frisk's P.O.V

One week past,
Mom was silent the whole time once she heard the news about sans.

I didn't know what to do anymore since he isn't around, I can't cook with Papyrus anymore because he hasn't came out of his room, at all..

All this sadness, somehow makes me feel like this is all my fault.

This isn't what I wanted..

Yet..

Nobody can have what they want all the time right?..

Was I just that selfish?

If, I didn't exist... will there be an alternate way, where everyone, is happy?

The question kept popping up into my mind, and wouldn't go away.

I looked down, facing my hands that were shaking.

Hot, wet tears collapsed onto my hands, just noticing that it was coming from me, I wipe away the tears with my sleeves.

Maybe.

Just maybe.

I can be a true hero?

Maybe, I wouldn't be the bad guy from someone else's point of view?

Maybe.

Just maybe.