This is kind of like a post-disaster sort of Faithtale though. Inspired by the picture above which is drawn by longtaleaus in tumblr. And yes, the picture was inspired by the game INSIDE as well. 

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It all happened so quickly. I couldn't do anything to stop him.

Everyone was gone in mere minutes. All submerged beneath gallons of water.

There was nothing I could do to save her. Nothing at all.

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The pupils in my eye sockets stared at the lone figure hovering in the darkness, her slender body covered in strips of white bandages and clothing. There was a shaft of light shining into the water, albeit it was not enough to illuminate her whole being, only her shiny brown locks of hair floating in the water and her upper body.

Both of my hands were raised and pressed against the glass wall that separated the water from me. As I watched her motionless body floating in the water, with black cords attached to her and being the only thing that kept her body from floating to the surface, my heart ached. As always, I wondered what kind of fate would trap a girl like her.

No... it was not the matter of what kind of fate; it was what kind of person.

And that person, I will always hate. For the rest of my life, whether he was alive or dead.

I relished another few minutes before walking to the metallic wall beside the tank and pushing a red button.

She has been recharged. It was time to say hello.

Again.

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Never did I find the small submarine to be ideal for me to interact with her. In fact, if I could, I would swim to her and hold her in my arms, constantly telling her that I was still alive and that no one would hurt her anymore, so long as I lived. I would hug her so tightly as if she would disappear.

But I can't. I'm not longer able to do so.

Ever since the catastrophe that occurred in the lab so many years ago, I can no longer bring myself to touch water, much les to submerge myself in it. The minute it touches my bones, I would feel a sense of 'flight-or-fight' (or rather, adrenaline) that would make my heart pound.

Putting it simply, I hated water. A long-lasting trauma during the chaos made me afraid of it. I might not possess lungs, but the threat of death by powerful waves was still there.

It has gotten a bit better from the past few years, however. When I first woke up after the accident, I felt so traumatized by the sensation of liquids that I refused to drink any bottle of water that I could find. Before I could die of thirst, I forced it down my mouth, trying extremely hard not to remember how it felt when water was entering my mouth and threatening to end my life...

Then, I found her. Miraculously alive even after the incident. Injured but definitely alive.

Through the glass panels of the small submarine, I could see her. The only other survivor I found in this old lab. The only experiment I got to see before Gaster went insane.

Frisk...

My precious Frisk... entitled to an eternity of loneliness because of a man's insanity.

Obviously, she was frightened by the flashlight shining on her, hence she refused to come close to the underwater vehicle. But goodness, how much I wanted to see her. To have her hand pressed on the glass panel in front of me, and my hand joining hers to share her warmth through the glass. If I could, I would.

But the flashlight in the sub was faulty; I could only switch it on once a day. And down in the deep abyss of water, there was little to no light. I was already getting chills from sitting in the submarine and sinking down into the water. Getting stuck in the tank for who knows how long would be a nightmare.

Still, at least I have the chance to visit her everyday. Even if it was only once a day.

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Today's visit was over. I had to resurface if I wanted to see her again tomorrow.

The hatch of the submarine opened with a pop and my hand gripped tightly to the hand ladder near the diving port.

I turned around and gave one last, longing look at the submarine and at the water below me. Slowly, the waves were starting to push the vehicle away from my spot, further to the garage-like door of the laboratory. Well, what's left of that door anyway.

I sighed. It looked like I had to use my magic again to bring the submarine back to me tomorrow. It was hard enough to find food to survive in this dystopian world. Generating and preserving my magic was even harder.

Before I knew it, the ladder started to shift.

Then, it creaked, shifting downwards, bringing me closer to the water.

No, no, no, no-

It jerked so suddenly that I lost my grip on the rungs. Gravity ran its course as I started to fall downwards, closer and closer to the water.

As soon as I felt the liquid around my whole being, my mind was in a panicked state, memories of my near-death experience flooding my mind.

I'm scared.

I'm scared.

I'm scared I'm scared I'm scared I'm scared I'm scared I'M SO SCARED!!!

I tried to resurface to call for help, a guilty move considering that there was no one around, when I felt a pair of hands dragging me further into the water.

No, no, NO!!!!

My hands were flailing now, bubbles forming around my hands as I tried to find a way out of the water. I could not stay there. I refused, I refused! A storm raged in my head as fear engulfed me, forcing me to shut my eyes.

Then, I felt a warm hand against my cheekbone, almost as if it was the sunshine after a rain.

At the strange new sensation, I opened my eyes and widened at the sight before me.

Those familiar brown eyes of a human I knew too well. It was Frisk herself, her eyes expressing obvious concern for me and my panicked state.

Gradually, I felt like the storm in my head was clearing, just by looking at her. It was almost as if my fear was fading away from focus; all I could focus on was the small slender figure before me.

That familiar face, those soft fingertips... and one of the sweetest, more comforting smiles I've ever seen.

Both of her hands were on my cheek bones now, her face inching closer to mine. It was only now did I realise that other than concern, there was another emotion reflected in her eyes.

It looked a lot like fear, the same expression she had when the catastrophe happened.

Was she afraid? Afraid of the solitude, or of death? ... Or was it me?

No... if she was afraid of me, she would not be holding my skull in her hands, neither would she press her body against mine. After a while, I presumed that she was not scared of me, rather she was scared of me losing my mind, just like how Gaster did, so many years ago.

Regardless of whatever she was afraid of, I refused to see her this frightened. Slowly, I raised my hands to touch the hands that were on my face, the phalanges on my hands holding tightly on her wrists. At this action, she immediately lifted her head at me. I gave her a warm loving smile as I spoke, my voice sounding all bubbly in the water.

"It's okay. I'm here. I'll never leave you, no matter what happens."

At first, Frisk just stared at me, as if she was trying to comprehend what I had said. I wouldn't blame her; how long has it been since she heard any English word? Not to mention that she could not speak a word in English either.

Then, she sported a bright smile and buried her face into my chest, her skin nearly touching my ribcage if not for my sweater. The impact threw me off guard as I plummeted backwards, my fingers now entangled in her head. Now this was the Frisk I wanted to see, I thought to myself. The Frisk who always had a bright smile on her face.

It was also at that moment when I realised that I had been underwater this whole time. And I wasn't dead. Or panicking.

I chuckled to myself. Just as how I helped Frisk conquer her fear of loneliness, she has helped me conquer my fear of the water. I patted on her head gently, smiling at her.

Her next move takes me aback.

She touches my cheek bones again, this time a bit more forcefully, and leans in close to my face. Before I can react, she perches her lips onto my teeth. I could feel a fizz of energy between us.

... Was this... what humans called... a 'kiss'?

Absentmindedly, my hands floated to her head and her waist, keeping her figure close to mine as her lips stayed on my teeth. I lose track of time but frankly, I don't care anymore. So long as she is in my arms, in my embrace, close to me, I don't care about anything anymore. The only words I could form in my mind were...

"I love you, Frisk. Let's leave this place together. Forever."

And she agrees.

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Okay! So I've been away for a while now, but I'm back in the game! (The game of writing that is XD).

There are some things that I have in store for you guys so stay tuned! 

P.S Anyone who likes Don't Starve Together and Mahoutsukai no Yome? ;)