You were known as the 'daughter' of death. Welp, if you consider Reaper!Sans being your dad and the Goddess of Life being your mother, you see why people think that. You protected the dead and the life. Today, you were in Undertale when a high pitched laugh went into the air, you would have used your scythe if a little brat hadn't of swiped you and kicked the weapon out of your hands. You fell on your back and saw Chara holding a knife.

"WOOOW! I thought the goddess of protection would be better at protecting themselves! Real shame!"

You were struggling to get up until a large pink glowing hand whacked Chara down. You were confused until Impact ran to you, thank the gods, your best friend was coming. "(Y/n), are you ok?!" "I'm breathing, right?" Impact rolled his eyes and picked up your scythe, you used the blade to trace the cut and seal it. You stood up and smiled at Impact. "Thanks again." "No problem." You and Impact walked down the path, chatting and just having fun like two kids should.

When it was time for you to go, you felt your wrist being gently grabbed. "Wait! I have to tell you something!" You looked at Impact before he laud a gentle kiss on your lips. "I will always keep you from harm." Impact said before he ran off blushing, you smiled and stepped through the portal, thinking about what he just said.

'Gos can't die, but I won't ruin the monument.'