Ask and Dare the Sanses!!! (And Me- )

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A hooded figure landed in Undertale, timeline 8286.

This hooded figure had a cloak.

This hooded figure could not speak or make noise.

This hooded figure stepped forward, and yet another step.

Monsters could not see this hooded figure.

Not even the PLAYER could not see this hooded figure.

This hooded figure had a job to do.

This hooded figure, if described right, could be someone's greatest fear and God.

This hooded figure does not play games like Leo and Under.

This hooded figure approached two monsters, a bunny and a shop lady.

Suddenly, there was no hooded figure.

The hooded figure never stays for long.

Where the hooded figure goes is Beyond life and Death.

The void is an incredible place.

In the void the hooded figure observes the little girl in a womans body, a scared angel reliving her own worst nightmares.

The hooded figure likes this girl.

This hooded figure turned away from her and appeared in front of a skeleton.

This skeleton was also the hooded person's favorite.

A little play toy for this hooded figure's mind.

Then, again, there was no hooded figure.

Silly silly mortals.

What would happen if the hooded figure went away?

This hooded person thought about it a lot.

If the hooded figure went away, war would strike.

Everyone would die.

Even the hooded figures favorite ones would die.

Author wouldn't, though.

Author was the hooded ones favorite of them all.

She would sit back, and yes, worry, but she was only there to write the story.

The shadowed person appeared on a bus a seat away from the girl, who today, wanted to be trans and look like a boy.

She was writing the next chapter, and looked angry with her phone's stupidity.

Only a reporter.

The hooded one would take a slight detour in this book and reveal himself.

Author wouldn't mind, would she?

The hooded figure tapped her head with a gloved hand and smiled as she adjusted her beanie.

Two primary schoolers moved to the hooded ones seat, and the figure disappeared.

The hooded figure was not a boy nor a girl, human nor monster.

What he was made of was Authors...

Well...

The girl would not like him spreading rumors about her, and she did not need more people worrying.

The hooded figure went to its home, pushing the woman out of it and resting for now.

Authors job in the world was to worry about others, and help them get through things that trouble them.

For now, the hooded figure would rest, and wait to see where this book would take him.

Again, the hooded figure appeared on the bus with her.

For now...