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Frisk closed their eyes and concentrated, their soul appearing before them. They could hear Toriel gasp in surprise. Opening their eyes, they could see why.
There was a strand of white color on their soul now.
Sans’ eyes went a little wider as he hesitated, confused.
“that’s...not normal,” the skeleton blinked, reaching a hand out before hesitating again and looking to Frisk. “may i?”
Frisk nodded and delicately passed their soul to Sans, feeling a prickle of magic energy which caused goosebumps on their skin when it floated above Sans’ hand.
The skeleton cupped his hands below it carefully, making sure not to actually touch it. Sans could feel the power emanating from it just from this proximity. He focused on it more, one brow raising in mild disbelief.
“...this is pretty much what it looks like,” he spoke finally, after several seconds of observation. “you’ve got... part of a monster soul linked with yours.”
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*** archiveofourown.org/works/1596… ***Summary:
After successfully living on the surface for four months and, much to Sans’ surprise, discovering Frisk is actually a magic user, Frisk initiates a reset. But why and to what end?
The story stemmed from the idea: “What if the stick Frisk had wasn’t just a stick?” and the rest is history.
New chapters will be posted each Saturday.
Notes:
This story is a rewritten version of a series of RPs we made between February 2016 and March 2017 wherein Harry Potter lore/universe is worked in, however the events of those books took place many, many, years ago prior to the events of Frisk falling into the Underground. The story deviates off of the true pacifist route to achieve a different ending result.
Rating: T for language and some violent scenes

Description

Excerpt:
Frisk closed their eyes and concentrated, their soul appearing before them. They could hear Toriel gasp in surprise. Opening their eyes, they could see why.
There was a strand of white color on their soul now.
Sans’ eyes went a little wider as he hesitated, confused.
“that’s...not normal,” the skeleton blinked, reaching a hand out before hesitating again and looking to Frisk. “may i?”
Frisk nodded and delicately passed their soul to Sans, feeling a prickle of magic energy which caused goosebumps on their skin when it floated above Sans’ hand.
The skeleton cupped his hands below it carefully, making sure not to actually touch it. Sans could feel the power emanating from it just from this proximity. He focused on it more, one brow raising in mild disbelief.
“...this is pretty much what it looks like,” he spoke finally, after several seconds of observation. “you’ve got... part of a monster soul linked with yours.”
Read the story here:
*** archiveofourown.org/works/1596… ***Summary:
After successfully living on the surface for four months and, much to Sans’ surprise, discovering Frisk is actually a magic user, Frisk initiates a reset. But why and to what end?
The story stemmed from the idea: “What if the stick Frisk had wasn’t just a stick?” and the rest is history.
New chapters will be posted each Saturday.
Notes:
This story is a rewritten version of a series of RPs we made between February 2016 and March 2017 wherein Harry Potter lore/universe is worked in, however the events of those books took place many, many, years ago prior to the events of Frisk falling into the Underground. The story deviates off of the true pacifist route to achieve a different ending result.
Rating: T for language and some violent scenes