Undertale Meets Underswap Novels & Stories

Aren't you afraid of being laughed at for meddling in Thorne family affairs? I gazed into my stepmother's eyes and asked, "Where is my prophecy scroll? The Royal Observatory made it for me using my birth date and time." Her eyes flickered. "What's yours and mine? You're both Thorne daughters in the end. Your sister has a gentle nature. What's wrong with you as the elder sister letting her have this?" In my previous life, it was the same. Cordelia took my prophecy scroll and replaced me, then seized all the dowry my mother left behind.

The next day - As soon as Emily woke up she received a call from unknown no. "Hello, who is it.??" The other side of the phone was silent and then she heard a cold voice ,"it's me." "Ah..." at an instant she woke up completely.."it's you!!! What happened?? Did your parents not agree?? they hated me?? Tell me." "Looks like you underestimated me a lot.." "Woah..it's a success then ?? Tell me the whole story."

The underworld court changed around us. Not repaired. Not yet. But changed. The red wedding papers unfolded into case files. Bride claims became threshold petitions. Corpse groom contracts became consent reviews. Names crossed out in fear reappeared in black ink. Daniel staggered as the red thread around him loosened. He looked down at his hands.

I also made an effort to listen to Madeline’s thoughts, putting myself in her shoes and trying to understand her perspective. Their lives began to improve, and they often shared stories about the friends they made at school. They became close companions as they learned from each other. Together, they succeeded in getting into prestigious universities. I watched them smile often and I quietly exhaled with relief. As I became more empathetic, I no longer blamed others for my suffering. Slowly, my business began to flourish. The soul swap was perhaps a gift from the heavens. It not only saved Madeline but also rescued me from becoming someone increasingly arrogant and self-centered.

I blinked, all wide-eyed and innocent. "What are you talking about? I'm not Evelyn Everton. My name's Evelina Everton." Their faces froze as I laid it out. "What, planning to swap my score? Too late. I legally changed my name before the SATs—eighteen, remember? The one who tested was Evelina Everton. "As for Evelyn Everton, the one you messed with? Her family doesn't play nice. Hope you're ready for the fallout."

Instead, he headed to the garden so that he could take a stroll there, only to discover that Joanna was secretly meeting up with an unfamiliar rogue in a secluded corner. Gilbert quickly hid his presence and held his breath at the sight. He heard Joanna's voice drift into his ears. "How are the preparations going along?" "Don't worry," the rogue replied in a deep voice. "During the Rite of the Full Moon, as long as you draw the pack's guards away as planned, our people will be able to invade the pack territory right away. By then, the entire Bloodthorn pack will be ours!"

“My friend was going to but this one for me.” “Your friend? Who’s your friend? I didn’t know you had a friend.” “I met him at the mall when my father went to buy this doll for me. I just saw him once. Mommy was also there. Do you know that mommy has another me?” “Mmm? What are you talking about, Tita?” “Mommy, the other mommy has another me. A person so little… like me. He’s a boy. I’m a girl, but we are the same high.”

Taylor leaned closer to Dante, whispering something I couldn’t hear. But Dante’s eyes narrowed. “What do you mean?” “I don’t know,” Taylor replied, sounding defeated. His shoulders sagged. “She said she copied her. Then the swapped things. Can a person swap souls?” The knife slipped from my fingers and clattered against the floor. The sound echoed too loudly in my ears. My eyes widened, my heart skipping so hard it felt painful. Soul swapping. The words rang inside my head, over and over. Did she tell Taylor about it? Did she really say it out loud?

Staring at the undeniable female anatomy, Mom was dumbstruck. At long last, she was about to realize she had given birth to Juliet. However, the very next second, Mom abruptly flipped, thrashing wildly on the hospital bed. "This is unbelievable! How dare you swap my baby? I clearly gave birth to a boy!" Juliette's condition was rapidly deteriorating. I circled anxiously in the sky. She was so small and frail; she wouldn't be able to hold on for much longer. Fortunately, the doctor stopped wasting his breath on Mom. After sweeping Juliette up into his arms, he rushed out to find Dad. "Who is here for Eleanor Leigh?"

CHAPTER 1: WELCOME FELLOW UNDEADS WARNING! THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS LIGHT (SEXUAL, SUICIDAL, DANGEROUS, EXPLICIT) SCENES AND WORDS NOT SUITABLE FOR PEOPLE BELOW 18 YEARS OLD. READ AT YOUR OWN RISKS! YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED! JUST BEWARE!