Six were dead- four humans, two monsters.
They were spread out on the field. G went from corpse to corpse, collecting their souls. Frisk watched. He placed a hand over their heart, pulling back with a heart.
The hearts were all different. The monsters' were white, upside down. The humans' had a color. All of them glowed with their own light.
He whispered something in the language of Ancient Ebott to each one. Then the heart would disappear, leaving him to move to the next corpse.
Finally, G was done. Frisk hugged him. "Fuku attacking me when the Player was here can't be a coincidence. She was distracting me."
"Sounds like a good plan." She commented.
-_-
Asriel was still in a coma from the Player. Frisk was left alone to sleep. Finally, she couldn't take the silence.
Chara had only sprained her arm. She wasn't surprised to see Frisk at her doorstep. "C'mon in."
The two girls crawled into bed together.
ESTÁS LEYENDO
Olympus
FanfictionIt is war. Fuku Fire has declared war on the gods, calling up their many enemies to help her. Frisk struggles with the new duties of war, as well a the choice between love and family.
