Accidents happen, but why did she have to be reincarnated again. She woke up in a panic when she realized. She was in a coffin, She screamed, and yelled, and panicked. But no body came, searching around she realized, her inventory! Maybe if she was lucky, remembering how to open her inventory was hard after so long. But finally she was able to, looking through it she found what she was looking for. Her cell phone, hoping beyond hope that A. that battery was still alive and B. she could get reception. She hit the power button, the phone turned on at 2% battery and she quickly called Sans.

Sans: "Hel..."

Frisk: "Legendary fart master! HELP!!"

Then the phone died, leaving Frisk in a dark cramped coffin at least 6 feet underground. After a few hours, Frisk was scared, panicked and sobbing. Why did she has to be reborn again, why couldn't she just fucking die once and for all. Move on to heaven or even hell or anything else. First she frees the monsters, then married MK, found out she was infertile, adopted a human and monster kid. And died a happy old lady, only to wake up as a three year old. And start life over again as "Chara Emily Dreamer." She grew up found out her entire universe was a game, dove head first into the fandom, made a few AUs where she was never a puppet. And died in an accident at the ripe old age OF FUCKING SIX! ONLY TO WAKE UP IN A COFFIN UNDERGROUND IN THE DARK! AND to top it off, it was getting hard to breath! Wait was she even breathing, SHE WASN'T OH GOD WHY CAN'T SHE BREATHE!?!?! The sound of digging distracted her, and her mood lit up as a THUD! Hit the top of the Casket, soon the lid was pulled off and she free. Scrambling out of the hole Frisk was panting and trying to calm down, when a familiar voice called her name.

Sans: "F... Frisk? Is that..... really you?"

Frisk: "Sans Oh My GOD!"

Leaping into hug Sans, Frisk froze when she noticed her arms... that were all bone. Panic sat in again like never before, and Frisk.... passed out.