Classic's POV:
I woke up in the Void, but it wasn't empty anymore, I see fire, destruction, chaos, and dead bodies.
I then heard a scream and I turn around seeing Ganz without his jacket, lying on the floor dead. I widened my eyes and ran up to him hoping that he was just fake dying, but he's not, he's actually dead. . . "Ganz please wake up! Wake up! No don't leave me! You promised! You promised!" I yelled breaking into tears, is this what my visions will looked like in real life?I don't know how long it has been an hour or two? But in reality it's been a few minutes, "poor, poor, Classy, all sad and alone. But don't worry you have me" I then felt a hand rubbing on my back giving me comfort. I look back seeing . . .
Me?
Myself?
His warm smile shown brightly even though all this is hell, I couldn't believe it, it's me. But what happened to me.
(Remember the cover of the book)
I looked like I was in a disease or something, or corrupted, and why does he have Ganz's jacket?!
"W-who are you?" I stuttered. "Why I'm you of course, what? Don't you want to see me?" He replied. "But how? Why do you have Ganz's jacket?!" I yelled. "Oh you still care about that idiot? Hehe I thought you've changed" he snickered. "What do you mean I still care about him of course I do and I always will!! And what do you mean he's an idiot!?" I yelled more at him or should I say "myself". "Don't you understand already, Ganz will never love you, he betrayed me and that's how I turned into a monster" he said. This is nonsense Ganz will never hurt me, he told me that he will protect me no matter what. "You're lying! You're just saying stuff so that I can make more mistakes, you're just saying this so that everything will get more worse of turning me into monster!" I yelled but that is something that I will regret saying that in my life.L̵̞̭͔̣͘͜I̴̬̳͋̑S̵̡͇̠̆̔̋̈́̆̐Ţ̷̃̈́͌Ḛ̶̱͋Ń̶̤̬̄͆͠ ̷̡̉͌̓̂͂̓H̶̤̱͓̲̝̽͆̍̋É̵̡̗̯͔̑͊͒́̏͝ͅṞ̷͖̯̪̈́̋̌͌̿̍Ȅ̵͔͚̳̳͙̝̆,̵̨̢̛͍̫̹͕̎͐ͅ ̵͖̠͉͆͐̓̚͝Ḭ̸̟̫͇̺̂̇͛͜M̴̫͗̽̂́ ̸̡̡̬̌͊̍̀̈́̕N̵͕͕̤̳̪̂O̷̹͕͈͓̖̒͆͗̎Ṯ̴̫͓̜̫̜̖̇ ̵̡͖͕̖̈́̔̄̏̾͑ͅL̴̡̮̜̟͖̘̐Y̶̫͋̆̆͊Ǐ̸̳̲̮̤̤͙̰̊͗̃͛̓Ǹ̵̜̠̞͖̬͎͑͝G̷̢̛̫͈̝̬͈̓̋͛̂̓͐ ̵̡͙̝̥͈͙̊͆̇̑̕I̵̡̭͇̦̕T̵̡̰͔͆͌͒̃̀̉S̵̢͕͙͉̘͇̿ ̴̝̞͑Ţ̵͉̤͔͔̝͂̀͛̂̏̓Ḩ̵̡̱̻̝̹̒̀́̉̉̎ͅÊ̶̳͉ͅ ̷̮̅̃͐͂̀͘T̷̛̘̜͚͖̾͑͊͐͛R̸̡̮͉͍̦͓̃͆̆̈́̕͜͠U̸̢̥̘̒̈́̈́͒̽͋̏T̷̬̄H̴̛͖̜͇͍̾̀͝!̸̬̙̀̋̔ ̸͙̥̖̼̦́̒̐͂̓̅̃Ḏ̸̙͚̀̋͗̈́͒̓̄Ő̷̟̇͑̑ ̵͕͙̳͇͕̣͉̄̀̅̀̔Ỳ̷̫̯̙͗̉̂͑͜Ô̵̯̜̄̇́̓͗U̶̞̲̲̣̮͗̊̾́ ̵̞̖̦̖̖̊̀̇̔̀͐W̵͈͍̜̤̩̮̾͊́̅̚A̴̡̺̼̰̫̰̾N̸͉̣̦̈͗͆̀̊̊ͅT̸̼̱̯̘͚̒̄ ̶͚̞̪͔̯͚̩͘Y̶̨̢̭͗́̇͛̇Ơ̶͍͎̿͝Ụ̴̉̍R̵͓̤͗̀̄̉̋̂͜ ̷̟̜̑̍L̴̙̟̘͆̄̈́̅́̓I̸̛̘̲̜͗͆̈́̔̊F̸̢̫͚̤̖̩̓͆͝ͅE̸̝͎͖͉̠̊͂̉̿̾͊͘ ̸͙͓̦͚̬̤͖̆L̷̜͐̆͂͠I̶͇͓̊̍͌̍͝͝ͅĶ̴̛̦͚͈̐̈́̇̅Ĕ̵̳̰̘̝͖͔̓͒̈́ ̴̩͖̄̿͠Ţ̸̳͉͊͛͊͛͜͜H̶̭̜͆̚I̵̲̠̙̥̓͌͆̆͆̕Ş̶̺́̎́?̸̢̛̲̖͎̣̂̃́̊́͜͠!̷͎̘̼̦̭͋͗͊̒͜ ̴̼̼̗͖͓̄̾̅͒H̴̟͌Ä̶͙͎͉́͗̓͒̕̚͝V̸̬̺̲͔̦͊̃I̸̝̩͓͉͋N̵͉͒G̵̝̾̓ ̷̢̤̦̞̟͎̏̈̔͂͂͘Ȁ̶̧͍͉̟̦̍͜L̴̗̲̤͓̫̩̉̿̓̍̑̽̔L̵̤̻̟͚͕̹̒̏͑͋̈́̽͜ ̷̙̿̈́̈́͋ͅT̶̩͔͓͚̺̖̍̿̕H̶̖̪̪̻͚͕̹̒̏̾Ẹ̶̬̻͌̽S̸͈̣͍̤̦̲̆͂́͌̚Ė̸̹̙̹̙̺͌͗͘͜ ̴͕̘̯͎͈͚̙̈́̄̅̕̕S̷̢̱̱̺̓͊A̸̢̢̩͖̜̾̇̑͗̕N̷̙̾̉̄̔S̵̨̫̝̠̥̦̀͐́̌Ę̵̮̣̟́ͅS̸̯͔̞̟̣̑͑͋̾̕͜͠ ̷̢͇͍̀̚H̸̟͍̩̾͒̈́̂ͅÜ̷̢̥̟̤͈̬͐̀̀͠͝N̸̡͓͙̻̅̀̚T̸͙̞̖̮̩̫̜͆Ȋ̶̢̗͈̠̜͖͛̈͝N̸̡̫̣̰̞̮̠̈́́̓͆͋̾͂G̴̨̼͖̼̾́ ̴͈̹̈́̐̚͠Ÿ̷̭̯́̃̏̓̈̈́̀O̵̱̺͙̠̽̈́͜͠U̵̢̯͔̿͑̀̾͘ ̶̮̜̩̞̿̎̀͘̕D̶̡͔̞̓̇͛̓O̵̮̻̓W̸̦͆̽̓͝Ņ̵̱͈͕̲͚͂ ̵̜̼͇̎̒͜ͅS̶̘̟̱̲̒͊̆̇͂͝͠O̶̭͓̣̓͐̉ ̶̡́̀͛͐͋T̶̮̼͔̈́̅̀̔͊H̸̨͇̣͇̥̘͙͐̈̅Â̴̡͙̳͕̏̇̋́̔T̵̡̡̬̳̲͂̉͒̈ͅ ̸̫̦͙̊͂̇̐̊͆Ṱ̵̡̢̈́H̸̹̖̼̠͍̙̮̏͆̊E̴̢̘̯̭̯̙͋̿Ỳ̵̧̢̨͓̘͓͘ ̵̜͎̏͌̄͛̿Ć̸̨̡͖̃̿A̷̲̳̖͊N̴̡̥̭̤̱͎̙͊̽ ̵̢̖̣̩̤̩̗̃̀́̈́̓Ķ̷̪͚̥͔̽̽͌I̷̜͂L̶̟̳̗͕̻̀͂̀L̸̑͌͜ ̵͎͈͈͍̂̑̂͑̂͜Y̴̱̞̘̺̱̿̈́͋Ǫ̴̥̗̳̼͉̳̃̈́̈́̐̂͊̈́U̴͇̺̪͕͌͐̈͛̓?̵̨̧̛̠͚̮̺͉̔̓̈͑͝!̵̘͎̤̦͊ ̵̢̨͕͓̞̘̂̀̚̚͠ͅN̵̡̡̻͙̜͕͗͊̽͋̉͆͆Ó̸̧̖̓̀̐͝!̸̳̍̿͆ ̶͖̮̗͍̹͗̓̀͒̕Î̵̼̣͇̬͘M̴̨̠̜̪͍̀͒͝ ̸̛̞̻̈́̿̆̌̽T̷͕̖̦̰̞̬̒̋̏̽̓̿͗R̶̫͉͚̰̥̻̊̒͂̿̇Y̷̺̜͍̝͆͒̈́͑̕͝Ï̵̳̣͔̍̄̒ͅN̸̺̗̳͛͌Ǵ̵̪̭͚͛̀́̀͠͝ͅ ̵̤̯̼̅͊̓̕T̸̺͂̎͝Ò̸͕̙̠̣̯͚͋̂̾ ̷̨̨̲̳̮͙̦͛͐P̴̡̧̛̯̮̣͉̭̽̾͊̆R̶̼̜͉̭͊O̷͍͛͌͗̒͠T̷͚͆Ē̸̲̗͕͇̗̈̕C̷̹͙̘͙̦̰̹̍̾̈́͆̀̕T̵̻̺̤͖͊̿̈́̎̒͝ ̸̢̝̜̲̯̲̇̎̆͋Ỳ̴̼̰̞͉̊́̽͊͝O̷̡͓͈̦̮̙̫͛̇́̒͑̕Ư̵̢̎ ̷̤̽́̉C̷̨̪͚͖̤̲̯̍̋L̴̨̢̯͎̦̪̈́̄͜Á̷̛̼͇͉̜͜͠S̶̜̥̪̳̄́́̿͋͘͠S̶̙̝͂̇̎͋̑͘I̷̫̮̗̾͂̈́C̸̠͓̜͉͒̈́̅̕,̶͕̹͑͐̓ ̸̊ͅŢ̴̛̹͆̉͋͂H̷͉̼͍̯̰̗͆̎͘ͅÄ̸̘͒̊̃͛͑͜Ť̷̞̦̱͗̆͊S̸̱̬͎̣̆̉́͒̈́̓̈ ̷̧̼̝̒̃͛͐̾̕W̴̠̌̒Ḧ̵̰̣̮̣̣͚̺́͒͗Y̷̢̦̻̯̮̞̮̔̀͑̿̉͝͝ ̵̛̙̖͛̕͘Ÿ̴̼̫͕͚̣́̕͝Ő̴̭̦͠U̵̠͈̐̎̍̏̐ ̶̝͙̣̜̩͇̪͒͛̋H̴̻͎̫͉͚̽̋̊Ȁ̸̧̹̻̗̹̙͜V̴̭̗̟͙͈̭̆̽̿̈̑̕E̸̤̽̋̀̀ ̶͔̰͂͗̑̃ͅT̷͖͐̌̈́͘H̵̠͎͇̤̭̬͂̅͂Ě̴͙͉̥͕̼̗͋͠ ̵͍̯̘̙̥̼̈́͒D̷̮̞̬͚͜͠Ī̴̙̺͍̞̚S̸͛͜E̴̯̍̊̑A̸̦͚̙̎̏̎S̴̬̳͙͆͠E̸̠̲̺̖͗̉͗͜,̸͖̙̠́̽̑͜͝ ̸͉̘̠̖̠̺͍̿̔̇̽͛͋S̵͎̞̺͐O̸̡̮͎͉̘̯̔̅ͅ ̵̘̇̈̄͑͂̏̽Ţ̵̢̀̀͂̌͝H̵̢̝̜̳̣͍̊͐͒A̸͙͇͂̌̈̚T̵̡͔̜̝͑̔̿̅ ̶̱̓͗̆̌͛͋͌Y̸̦̼͙̩̮͉̬̋̈́͘Ơ̷̧̲̫̥̪͓̪̑͋̓̀̌Ú̷͙̃͊ͅ ̸̨̦͙̻̹̤̺͊͗̓̿̄͛C̵͔̔̍̽̉A̵͍̱͋̑N̸̡̢̛͔̳̰͉͑̊̿ ̷̧̢͎̪̘̤́͜P̸̞͍̠͖̻̮͍̒͌͌̚Ȓ̷̤͍̲̩͈͛́̆͌͜Ò̷̠̦͈̱̟͖͆͌̀̌͑͜T̵̨̝͙͗Ȩ̶̗̖͙̰͗̔C̶̨̢̼̪̦͑T̷̩̜̠̟̫̩̒͂͊͆̓̒͠ ̵̝͈͑Y̸̬̥̤̟̯͗̋̇̇O̵̗̠̯̼̲̜̱̾Ŭ̴̲̖͎͠Ȑ̶̘̗̙̖S̴̢̺̓̈̔̄̈Ě̸̛̹͉͓̳͇̈́̆̿͆͘ͅL̶̢̞̪̔́̚F̸̡̨̈́̀̊͒̄̑̐͜
I then was grabbed by the color shirt, he then knocked me out by punching my head, I then felt my surroundings staring to fade to black. I was knocked out.
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HorrorClassic sans has been having a depression and the Aus aren't helping. Everytime something or someone got killed they all blame it on classic even though he didn't do anything. but Ganz understands classic more and still wants to be friends with him...