《Reapertale: The Reaper Finds Love》Death of the Fallen Angel
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"Ah so you have finally arrived. I was wondering if I might ask a question."
"Of course your majesty. I will answer any question you have before me. You are the ruler of all after all."
"Do you have any last requests before I take your soul child?"
"Only one majesty."
"What would it be?"
"That you do not let Death see my body, and that he does not come to know what has transpired here. For if he were to know he would let all hell lose to free me and destroy you."
"I understand. I will tell him that Life came to get you and you returned to her garden."
"Thank you majesty."
"Think nothing of it child. It was I who called you here after all."
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Finally I made it to the castle. I haven't seen any sign of Frisk for a while now I just hope that I'm not to late. "Frisk where are you kiddo?" I walked into the castle trying to find them. "I'm in love with an Angel." I sang hoping with all of my soul that they would call out to me. Yet Frisk wouldn't do that and I knew it all to well.
"Ah Death you have finally showed up. Light said to tell you that Life came for them and they went back to the secret garden."
"Life cast them out why would she take them beck?"
"I do not know but that is what they said to tell you so that you did not worry like they knew you would."
"Frisk didn't go with Life I know that much. Life would not have taken them back so lightly, Now tell me where they are." I could see his smile faulter for just a moment.
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"Death why don't you come and join me for some Butterscoth Cinnamon Pie?"
"No I do not want the pie I just want to take Frisk home. Now give them to me."
"I cannot give them to even you Lord of Death. Now if you are going to be like this I sudjest that you leave now." I couldn't stand this man. He is who chose who got to live and who died. As much as it should have been me. Ultamately he was my boss.
"Not this time, this time I decide who lives and who dies. This time I will take what is mine from you. Now give me Frisk before I'm forced to do something drastic that we will both regret later."
"Sans please leave this matter alone. I cannot give you the child. That is their wish."
"Yet you seem to have no brain of your own. I f you wish to live give me Frisk."
"Light otherwise known as Frisk also Mercy is in te bedroom last hall to the left. You are tolate though as they are-" I didn't stay to listen to him. All I wanted was for Frisk to be okay. Even if it ment defying death to get them back.
When I got to the room all there was were two beds and one had a child in it. They were dead not more than an hour before I got here. "Frisk is that you kiddo?" I walked up to the bed side and flipped them over. "Where is your soul kid and why are you dead. I thougth you couldn't die."I looked around them and found a note addressed to me.
Sans,
I know that the King will not be able to make keep you from seeing my body, whitch to be honest is kind of difficult to stop you if you have determination to find me. I know you do so I left you this note when you find me I will e long gone. Plaease don't be angry at the king he did no wrong when he summond me here. I left the safty laif gave me when she offred to take my place. I refused. So I now guess I owe you na explination. The king appeared to me in the guarden and asked if I would sacrifice myself for your freedom. I agreed to do so.
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I'm glad I did because I meet so many good people that don't need to meet a crule fate such as the one you had in store for you. Just don't give up ok. I'm good with this outcome. I know that any frisk from any timeling would have done the same thing I did here. So I didn't really have to ask myself what. I didn't need to leave you this note , but I figured youwouldn't give up the serch for me.
"My soul is witjh the dead ones and Asgore will keep it. Do not bring me back, Do not fight him, Please just let this one go, I will return some day maybe when the world is less crule we can meet again. For now this is good-bye.
Sencerly,
Frisk
There was a blue water drop on the page when I realized it. I was weeping over a dead soul. I don't know what t0 do. So I cried my sobs echoing in the long hallway as I wept over my Angel of light.
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