|| Introduction

My life was crumbling apart.

My parents were killed.

All hope was lost...

Until he came.

I was given the role as the protector of my universe by Ink, he gave me incredible power and turned my world upside down.

I now have the heart of an angel and the strength of a warrior. A halo floats above my head and a sword rests upon my hip.

My gift has been with me for ten glorious years. However, in the last few weeks, I've felt...different.

I sense a calling in my soul, it's almost like a longing, a need.

Should I answer it?

Pronouns used in this story are she/her :)

Disclaimer: None of the art used belongs to me!

Also, Papyrus doesn't smoke in this story!

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