Frisk's Journal (undertale fanfiction)

I walked into the hall of judgement, knowing I was about to kill the last of the monsters andthen be killed by someone so familiar, yet so strange. I had this feeling when I killed monsters. It quite was strange, really. I felt...sad when I hurt them.When Sans finally came into my view, I readied my knife. But... not by will. I was controlled. "Take one more step closer, and you'll die, kid." Sans said, expecting to fight. But then, I ripped my own soul out and threw it across the room as far away from me as possible. Sans seemed to understand that I was always controlled by it and trapped it in a ring of gaster blasters, constantly going off. I was able to reset. As I watched everything be erased to be rewritten, I saw Sans smile for real this time. He seemed happy that things just might change this time, that the no mercy runs might stop. And how right he was. I closed my eyes, I smiled, and I embraced the reset. A N D T H E N E V E R Y T H I N G R E S E T .