Lone (Bitty!Dust!Sans x Reader) DISCONTINUED.

T h e E n d

Where did it all start...?

"WATCH OUT!!!"

When did it come to this...?

-99999

Since when did I come to this?..

Those words were spoken,

but it was too late

The sound of a distance ringing filled the air. It flew the distance and I didn't know whether it was real, or it was my ears.

It filled the air

As Dust has fallen..

He landed to the ground with a grabbed sound. A look of pure terror on his face. Blood leaked out of his mouth, yet he never said a word. He touched his chest and looked at his hand afterwards.

It was red.

The color that I didn't like to see on him.

A large gash was on his chest. It leaked with blood. Making his blue hood an a bruising purple.

Not a word was said..

Chara stood behind him as if she went through him. Blood dripped down her knife and on to the floor.

Not a word was said..

For the only sound was my panicked breathing. I ran up to him and crumpled down next to him with a whimper.

"..no.. Dust..Dust don't go!.." he laid down on his back, or he couldn't find the strength to sit up.

Not a word was said..

Only my scream of agonizing fire in my chest had came out. Only the tears in my eyes which burned, had fallen to the ground like rain in autumn. Only the quick steps of Chara advancing on me. Only the sound of Dust's ragged and quirk breath. Only the sound of him slowly cracking and breaking apart.

He was turning into dust..

Who could've known?

That this was my mistake..?

It's almost funny how obvious it was..

I ruined the lives of so many people..

I ruined the life of a skeleton the most..

And I never said sorry..

We all make mistakes, don't we?..

I'm not some god or messiah, I'm not even human!..

I can't fix things..

I just restart..

I'm nothing more then a object..

That was never supposed to be found..

Yet I was an object who wanted to be more..

What was my mistake really?...

It was interfering

I was never supposed to interfere in the first place..

And then I hurt, and hurt, and hurt..

And I was even hurting myself..

I'm happy to meet all these wonderful people..

I truly am even though it's not real happiness..

It's funny to think that I practically threw them away with my own selflessness..

Now I'm sitting here with dust and blood on my hands, practically all over me. For he was gone.

The knife in front of me dripping with his blood.

For I was going too

And not a word was said.

My world was dark before..

And then it became bright with smiles..

And now...?

My world is gone.

The End