The Beginning of An End

A shiver came down my body. I was standing there, alone and scared. The long scarf I picked up from him waivers across the hall, with the dust stained knife from my pouch. Across the hall was a familiar person. Her name was Chara. I'm standing here as the innocence, but also the guilty.

It's true that I have killed some innocent people to get where I want, but I've changed throughout the adventure. I'm not just a murderer anymore. I'm supposed to be the savior of the Underground, as he would say, but I never took it seriously.

Now I am. After seeing the truth, I found the path.

"Well, what are you waiting for, loser?" Chara shouts, pointing her knife at me.

"It's funny you ask." I gave out a giggle.

"What's so funny? You're about to die!"

"Because I can see your fate under these eyes of mine." I said, shrugging like he would always do.

I took out my knife, pointing towards her. Red bursts of energy lays around Chara's eye, along with an enormous smile. My eye burns a bright green effect, causing my knife to suffer the same effect.

"Let's see what's stronger, your will of justice or my will of murder!" Chara shouts, and charged at me.

I said nothing, and charged toward Chara also. This battle will determine everything.

And we both meant it.

Alright, so I know everyone is wondering. How the hell did I get into a situation like that, and you're right. It was a long story, but the outcome was tragic. The fate of Underground was never meant to be like that.

Never.

They tried to console me, but my overbearing hatred and her ruined this Underground. Now I have to fix up all the mess.

Allow me to tell you the story of how a corrupted child got this far, to protect something I once hated.

The story of hatred and insanity.

The story of Consoled Fate

But of course, it has to start with a beginning, and that's where I come in.