I felt dizzy and my eyes were droopy. I felt rashes all over me. Pain. Pain was all I could feel. I couldn't stand the feeling of itchiness and swelling on my legs, so I tried to get away from the golden patch of petals.
While my vision struggled to recover, I couldn't wait. I needed to find help, immediately. Because if I didn't, I'd die. Limping towards a blurry entrance, I entered a purple room. My feet felt aching in my shoes, so I bent down and took them off, wincing as the torn leather touched a bruise. I couldn't walk properly, and my hair was messy.
Petals were everywhere on me as I kept on tripping. Leaves, twigs, even dust was on my hair.
Eventually I couldn't feel my leg. I'd started crawling, but stopped as I heard smoke. Crawling faster, I thought of who might be able to help me! Yes. Yes! Help me. Help me!
I yelled as loud as I could. My throat was starting to swell. Everything was slowly going blurry, and the last thing I saw or heard were footsteps and a purple dress.
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An Under Tale
FanfictionThis story is based off of a wonderful game created by Toby Fox. There will be little to no relationships as it is hard for me to comprehend love in a way. I will make my own plot, and instead of using Sans as a side-character, I'll make him a main...
