#undertale-au

So, it's been quite a while since I've done anything related to this AU, huh?

I'm not gonna sugarcoat it, and frankly I should've said it outright sooner, but the comic isn't happening. I'm not in the position to make it myself, it was far too ambitious, and I'm not comfortable handing it off to somebody else, so ultimately this is the only choice that's left.

...With that being said.

This AU still has a lot of ideas that I'm proud of, and it would be a shame if they never saw the light of day.

I don't want to make a full-on written story either, but I do think a write-up of the main plot I had imagined would serve as a good, proper send-off for this AU. (Plus, maybe some extras, like character bios or a few written scenes?)

Ultimately, it'll take a while, but I still think this story is worth telling.

How was the fall?

Jokes aside, this is the blog for SUNSETTER, an Undertale AU that's essentially a take on Underswap's formula, with some twists and changes here and there.

I made a post talking more in detail about the AU on main, including images and such, if you wish to look there. (Though, I guess I also reblogged it here too)

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So, for a writing challenge, I tried to write a poem/letter as XFrisk to XChara during XTale (when they were both younger). I hope I can do him justice with this interpretation!

 To Cottonhead……….

 Is this a poem or a letter? Either way,

It upsets me to see you suffering so much.

Like those times you’d cheer me up,

It’s my turn.

It’s my turn to keep in touch.

  When someone sneezes from sniffing flowers,

I remember how we laughed and joke.

When I see someone brush their hair,

I remember how we’d take care of ours.

I remember how we used to play everyday with Asriel.

When I see a pink butterfly,

I remember when XGaster would make them for us,

When we could leap and bound and trust,

Till he was unrecognizable.

When I feel a crayon in my hand,

I’d remember times we’d draw plans to remove XGaster from this world.

When I hear someone yell with embarrassment,

I remember how you get all flustered.

When I see someone stand up to an “insecure old man”,

When I hold that dear heartlocket,

It reminds me of…

It reminds me of

My big strong brother.

   I want to see you again.

  To the person who should protect us,

I was nothing but “a waste of resources”.

An “experiment.”

Nothing we did was ever enough.

“You’re going to be a problem” they said.

  Remember….

when XGaster made you stab me?

How much did you cry that day?

I know you hate tears…

Were you mad at me for being a coward?

“Did I do something wrong?”

“I’m sorry, please stop” I wanted to roar.

But-

Reset, “I won’t fight you”, you heard me say,

Reset, stab, went the knife, I fell underneath the tree.

Again, and again,

As many resets puncturing my soul as stabwounds.

Gripping fragile memories and friendship in one hand,

Tears and blood staining one eye and broken flowers red.

Until XGaster moved on from where I lay dead.

“I don’t want another human” you said.

  How did you keep going when we were at our lowest?

When the word “XGaster” equaled fear and authority?

“You’re such a coward, Frisk”, “You should make a new heartlocket” you said.

Over time, you started to sound more and more like him.

Until I couldn’t recognize you anymore.

Why were you so mean?

So different?

Well, now I know.

  You loathed XGaster so much.

So much…

  …….When did your voice become so bitter with hatred?

Blinded by corruption with that red and purple eye.

So determined for XGaster to die.

That time when you used Mettaton to attack Him……

I was overcome with such intense frustration…

….couldn’t believe such an emotion existed…

“It hurts…” we thought “It hurts, no more suffering, I beg you”

“No, wait! Give him a second chance, please!”

But the resets, overwrites, never came to an end.

Until I did and we were fused-

Two minds into one-

One being.

A “monster” like Him.

  Remember…

Our giant walking X with legs?

I hope you took care of him

No matter where you guys have been.

  You kept fighting, but I retreated into the darkness…

As numb and empty as a void.

Until Cross turned and broke us all like a toy,

Determined to end this suffering for us all.

  Then you two hurt so many people…

Trapped in a child body…

No longer able to stand tall

Or have a beard, haha.

  I’m sure you must be so guilty…so frustrated…but it’s okay.

As I always said, give others another chance. Be kind.

I forgive you.

In fact, I think there’s nothing to forgive:

None of this is our fault.

Because no matter what

You’re still you

And despite the pain

I can see beyond that.

You’re still my bro.

  You know,

Ghosts,

The colour white,

Golden flowers,

Remind me of you too.

I miss you.

I’m sure we’ll see each other again.

And everyone else too.

  From Frisk.

P.S. You owe me 92738293873298 chocolates for my hair.

Writing by me