Frisk went through the whole fucking thing, not listening to Flowey; but hey, what else is new? They made it to the judgement hall.
Sand Undrtle was there, holding a katana or something. He talked about how Frisk was a very bad person and all that bullshit. Then, as the room became black, he recited his famous words:
"When life gets hard, things get gritty.
Fight everyday, for dat ass and titty.
It may get rough, it could become witty.
Just keep on fighting,"
His eye erupted with a blue light,
"For ass n' titty."
The bones sprung up from the floor, blah blah, asster blasters, blah dee blah, Frisk died a million times.
And all that jazz.
With the mention of jazz, our lord, our savior, the man himself flew into the room.
Barry B Benson.
He stung Frisk and died, because that's what happens when bees sting people. They don't go to a hospital and get better. They fucking die. Because that's how nature works.
So, with that out of the way, Frisk and fucking Ness from Earthbound kept fighting. Oh, you're expecting some detailed action scenes that'll keep you on the edge of your seat?
Well. Author-chan couldn't be damned to write that.
Frisk finally struck Sans with the knife. The fucker bled like a girl on her period. Or something.
He died and Frisk went to the next room, killed Asgore, killed Flowey, met Chara, sold their soul, and died.
Nothing out of the ordinary.
And everyone lived happily ever after but probably not.
The goddamn end.
A/N: And, with that, this garbage-ass shit comes to a close. The end. I'm ending this "book." That's it. Rest in pieces, this book. See ya.
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