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You clutched the small dagger against your chest, sweat trickling at the edge of your brow as you followed Sans down the long alleyway. Many monsters gave you fearful glances before retreating back into the confines of their homes. What is their to be afraid of? you wondered.

Your question was answered immediately as a tall looking monster blocked the exit. "What do we have here?" he chuckled, looking from Sans to you. "A skeleton and a human? Pathetic. I was hoping for better."

Rage threatened to consume you, your grip around the knife tightening until your knuckles turned white. Satisfaction glittered in the monster's eyes. Sans shot you a warning glare, urging you not to attack. In a fluid motion, the monster grabbed Sans by his ankle and threw him twenty feet away. A loud cracking noise filled the vast silence.

Horror rushed through you as you ran it his side. The bones of his legs has been snapped completely and his arm bent at an awkward angle. "I'm going to kill him," you muttered to yourself.

"Don't," Sans insisted followed by a wet cough, only adding to your anger. "[Y/N], don't kill him."

You have the power, Chara's voice sung in your ears, urging you onwards. He hurt Sans, he must die.

"I have the power," you echoed, a hint of insanity edging your voice. "He hurt you, so he must die." You turned back to the monster who you recognized as a Snowdrake. This one was about three feet taller than the ones you had known from previous timelines. Muscles rippled from underneath its feathers.

"You can run," you whispered, hatred lacing your words. "But what would be the fun in that?"

The smug look in the Snowdrake's eyes drained. "I-I have a f-family... I was only d-doing what I had to for their s-survival..."

You leaned closer so your nose was brushing against its beak. "Do you think I care?" you laughed, a harsh black light emerging from your left hand. You placed it against the monster's skull and it let out an inhuman cry as it collapsed to the ground, writhing in agony.

Black lines snaked across the Snowdrake's feathers until it was a black mass of its former self. Two red eyes and a jagged mouth where the only traces left of its face. A strangled sound escaped the monster's lips and it collapsed to the ground, evaporating into dust.

The trance-like state that had engulfed you vanished. You sunk to your knees and let the ash of the Snowdrake run through your fingertips. "W-What have I done?" you whispered. Sans sat down next to you and embraced you in a hug, his ragged breathing muffled in your [H/C] hair.

You have become exactly what you were meant to become. This is your destiny [Y/N].

A feeling of dread began to dawn upon you. A power like this... Your eyes flickered to Sans who continued to stare at the pile of dust, his eyesockets empty. "Let me go," you whispered gently to him, careful to lift his skeletal hands off your shoulders.

"[Y/N] I don't understand..." Sans searched your eyes, his friendly lights pleading with you to stay.

"I'm going to hurt you. A power like this has no good in it. I don't know what will happen if..." You sunk to your knees, a muffled cry escaping your lips. "I don't want to hurt you."

"I understand..." Sans replied after a long silence. He pressed his skull against your forehead. A warm sensation flooded through you and you felt a weight being lifted from your shoulders.

"YOU CAN'T!" you roared and struggled against his grip to no avail.

The connection severed and you collapsed to the ground. You caught a glimpse of Sans writhing on the floor, clutching his skull as an inhuman growl rumbled in his throat. His friendly pinpricks had turned a deep red. A wicked smile was spread across his face. A black knife was clutched in his left hand as if it had become an extension of his arm.

"This was not what I had been expecting..." A demonic voice sung through the air. Your head whipped around frantically for the source of the noise. Your gaze slowly fell upon Sans and realized with dread that he was the one producing the sound.

"How could you!" you spat, a black light forming in your hand. You raised it above your head and slammed it to the ground, causing a black tidal wave of magic to spread all around you. Once the dust had cleared, you noticed that it had not affected him at all.

You weren't sure if it was even him anymore.

"Don't you recognize me?!" The voice chuckled, bordering on insanity. "Why it's me! Chara, Chara the skeleton!"

"I will stop you," you spat, taking a step closer to her. "Even if I have to burn every multiverse to get to you, I will make you stab yourself over and over again with that knife of your's."

"So be it," Chara chided.

"So be it," you echoed.

In a fluid motion, you jerked her hand backwards and flung Chara to the ground. Two cracks ran down her skull, causing massive amounts of regret to pulse through you. This isn't Sans anymore, you reminded yourself and yankee the knife out of Chara's hand. This is a demon.

"Better yet," Chara got to her feet and punched you once in the gut. Then twice. Then three times. You let out a cough, sending blood splattering across the pavement. She leaned closer to you, the tip of the knife brushing against your hair. "I'm a monster."

"I-" You slumped your shoulders, your resilience fading.

"Now sleep [Y/N]."

And you let sleep embrace you, carrying you gently into the folds of death.

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