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Summary:

Yeah the tags say it all, a lot of suicide
Have you ever wondered why you can't play the game after true pacifist?
Most of us assume it's because the game is a game, there can't be infinite content after, but maybe the truth is darker than we expected.
Let us dive into pain and depression into this fic and let's hope that I don't write a pile of flaming shit.

Have fun =)

Notes:

(See the end of the work for notes.)

Chapter Text

You look down at the sunset... Again...

This wasn't the first time, nor will it be the last, unfortunately.

Toriel already went down the mountain and you stare down from the edge of the mountain. You ask yourself-

"When will this end?"

You hear a cracking sound as you hit the ground.


GAME OVER

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The leaves crackle as you lie on the floor, mocking your fall as you contemplate your failed attempt. Nothing seems to change, there is no point to doing anything. You think back to the times you saved Sans while fighting Asriel, "just give up. i did." It echoes through your soul as your legs struggle to stand.

Determination...

Your trembling legs still as you brace yourself for another round.

Notes:

Sorry for this shitty formatting and writing skills, this is my first try writing anything after all.
I hope you guys enjoyed this start though