
Frisk never dared dream she would see anything but the white halls of the Cloister. That her days would be filled with anything but the prodding of researchers and the pain of experimental science. It was all she had ever known.
But then … A crack appeared in the Cloister’s walls – and Frisk leapt at the chance of escape. Outside the facility, on her own for the first time in her life, Frisk is exhilarated – and terrified. The Cloister won’t just forget about her. Not when she’s one of only a handful of test subjects to survive for as long as she has. The Cloister will stop at nothing to regain control of her.
If only to rip the super-intelligent AI, Chara, from her head.
With few choices available, Frisk stows away on the Stargazer, a ship she has little information about, but hopes will prove a safe haven – at least to the next port.
Slowburn (like slowest of slowburn) Frans, Not Outertale.