Every time I got even close to the green figure they seemed to disappear and quickly as they had appeared. It was like an extreme game of cat and mouse and so far I was the loser. All the running was beginning to cause my breath to halt and slow, I was quickly loosing what little energy I had left, having not slept since my return. I frowned, once again loosing the human from my sights. I sighed, sitting gently on the riverbank.
" 💧︎□︎ ⧫︎♓︎❒︎♏︎♎︎ " I quickly clasped my hands over my mouth, having just realized the language I had spoken. I hadn't spoken wingding since arriving in the underground and the last I used it was as a defense against Undyne. So why now? Why did I suddenly speak wingding now? I looked into the water, watching as it gently passed my by. Something wasn't right. I could feel a heavy tension in the air, it was vengeful and hateful. It unsettled me and I debated returning to the others, telling them the presence I had felt. Maybe Fell or Sans knew why I could sense something like this. I slowly stood to my feet, about to turn. I stop, seeing a green figure standing beside me. Their eyes were closed, peaceful and quiet. I wondered, despite their calm demeanor, could they be responsible for the heavy atmosphere.
" ✌︎❒︎♏︎ ⍓︎□︎◆︎ □︎🙵✍︎ " I had completely forgotten about my lack of human speech, realizing that the child couldn't possible understand me. I sighed and placed my hand on the child's shoulder, trying to conjure up a response from them. Nothing. Finding my attempts at contact futile, I began to try to pull the child back to Snowdin by force. The child didn't move. I looked back, finding myself soon overtaken by fear. My soul was shaking, causing me to fall back into the soft soil of the bank. The child's eyes were hollowed out and black, like they were dripping. The black fluid fell from their eyes and down their pale skin. I tried to run but I'm pinned to the spot by a vine, wrapping itself around my leg tightly and holding me in place.
" ☹︎♏︎⧫︎ ♑︎□︎✏︎ " No good. The yellow flower from before looked back at me, a sort of sorrow and regret in its eyes. It seemed different from before, very different.
" I'm sorry. Chara can be very persuasive " I had found them, Error's partner. A sense of dread weight onto me as I lay on the ground in defeat. If they were as dangerous as Sans says then I may not make it out alive this time.
Wingding translations
💧︎□︎ ⧫︎♓︎❒︎♏︎♎︎ ( So tired )
✌︎❒︎♏︎ ⍓︎□︎◆︎ □︎🙵✍︎ ( Are you ok? )
☹︎♏︎⧫︎ ♑︎□︎✏︎ ( Let me go! )
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Resetting Of Life
FanfictionKyra falls into the underground, while there she finds that her connection to the monster realm goes deeper then she thought. Cover by @rykosen Undertale belongs to Toby Fox
