It's rude to talk about someone who's listening.

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Who are you?: I am a person. I live in a boat that is on the river. I am The River Person. If you must, you can call me River. He/They is fine. 

Do I actually have enough followers to warrant a F.A.Q. Page?: No. But I’m doing it anyway cause I will forget.

Can I send you asks?: Sure. Here are the Guidelines.

When do you update?: I’m not great with schedules. Its whenever I feel like it. But I’ll try to be fairly regular.

Can I repost your story?: Um.. No. You may reblog it all you like. In fact, go wild. Reblog the whole story across Tumblr. Or the Ao3 link. I love that. Good. Do it. Reposting = Bad. Reblogging = VERY GOOD. Likes = *finger guns* to you too.

But when asked, Papyrus mentions that its Sans who cleans away the sprinkles he “feeds” the pet rock with, and that if pretending a little rock is alive and a beloved pet is what makes Sans happy, he’ll gladly feed it sprinkles till the end of time.

Undyne is left alone in the living room, trying to put together the pieces. Papyrus definitely feeds it sprinkles. They both know its just a joke. But Papyrus is willing to keep feeding it sprinkles because he knows it makes Sans happy. Sans confirms because he said he thought the joke was great. It all checks out… except who is cleaning away the sprinkles??

💣︎︎✡︎︎ ☼︎︎☜︎︎💧︎︎☜︎︎✌︎︎☼︎︎👍︎︎☟︎︎ ⚐︎︎☠︎︎ ❄︎︎☟︎︎☜︎︎ 💧︎︎⚐︎︎🕆︎︎☹︎︎ 👍︎︎⚐︎︎☠︎︎❄︎︎✋︎︎☠︎︎🕆︎︎☜︎︎💧︎︎📬︎︎

[M︎Y︎ R︎E︎S︎E︎A︎R︎C︎H︎ O︎N︎ T︎H︎E︎ S︎O︎U︎L︎ C︎O︎N︎T︎I︎N︎U︎E︎S︎.︎]

☟︎⚐︎🕈︎☜︎✞︎☜︎☼︎📪︎ 👌︎☜︎☞︎⚐︎☼︎☜︎ ✋︎ 👍︎✌︎☠︎ 👌︎☜︎☝︎✋︎☠︎ ❄︎⚐︎ 👎︎☜︎💧︎👍︎☼︎✋︎👌︎☜︎ 💣︎✡︎ 👍︎🕆︎☼︎☼︎☜︎☠︎❄︎ ❄︎☟︎☜︎⚐︎☼︎✋︎☜︎💧︎ ✌︎☠︎👎︎ ☞︎✋︎☠︎👎︎✋︎☠︎☝︎💧︎📪︎ ✋︎ 💣︎🕆︎💧︎❄︎ ☠︎⚐︎❄︎☜︎ ❄︎☟︎✌︎❄︎ ✋︎ ☟︎✌︎✞︎☜︎ ☞︎⚐︎🕆︎☼︎ ☠︎☜︎🕈︎ ✌︎💧︎💧︎✋︎💧︎❄︎✌︎☠︎❄︎💧︎📬︎

[ HOWEVER, BEFORE I CAN BEGIN TO DESCRIBE MY CURRENT THEORIES AND FINDINGS, I MUST NOTE THAT I HAVE FOUR NEW ASSISTANTS. ]

🕆︎🏱︎⚐︎☠︎ 💣︎✌︎😐︎✋︎☠︎☝︎ 💣︎✡︎ ☼︎☜︎✈︎🕆︎☜︎💧︎❄︎ ☞︎⚐︎☼︎ ☟︎✋︎💧︎ ✌︎✋︎👎︎ ✋︎☠︎ ☞︎✋︎☠︎👎︎✋︎☠︎☝︎ 🏱︎☼︎☜︎✞︎✋︎⚐︎🕆︎💧︎ ☼︎☜︎💧︎☜︎✌︎☼︎👍︎☟︎ ⚐︎☠︎ ❄︎☟︎☜︎ ☠︎✌︎❄︎🕆︎☼︎☜︎ ⚐︎☞︎ 💧︎⚐︎🕆︎☹︎💧︎ ✌︎☠︎👎︎ ❄︎☟︎☜︎ ✞︎⚐︎✋︎👎︎📪︎ ✋︎☠︎😐︎ ✌︎☹︎☹︎⚐︎🕈︎☜︎👎︎ 💣︎☜︎ ✋︎☠︎❄︎⚐︎ ✌︎ ☟︎✋︎👎︎👎︎☜︎☠︎ ☼︎⚐︎⚐︎💣︎ ✋︎☠︎ ✌︎ 👍︎⚐︎☼︎☠︎☜︎☼︎ ⚐︎☞︎ ❄︎☟︎☜︎ 👎︎⚐︎⚐︎👎︎☹︎☜︎💧︎🏱︎☟︎☜︎☼︎☜︎📬︎

[ UPON MAKING MY REQUEST FOR HIS AID IN FINDING PREVIOUS RESEARCH ON THE NATURE OF SOULS AND THE VOID, INK ALLOWED ME INTO A HIDDEN ROOM IN A CORNER OF THE DOODLESPHERE. ]

❄︎☟︎☜︎ ☼︎☜︎💧︎⚐︎🕆︎☼︎👍︎☜︎💧︎ ✋︎ ☞︎⚐︎🕆︎☠︎👎︎ ❄︎☟︎☜︎☼︎☜︎ 🕈︎☜︎☼︎☜︎ ☠︎⚐︎❄︎ 👍︎⚐︎💣︎🏱︎☼︎☜︎☟︎☜︎☠︎💧︎✋︎✞︎☜︎ ☼︎☜︎💧︎☜︎✌︎☼︎👍︎☟︎ ☠︎⚐︎❄︎☜︎💧︎📪︎ 💣︎☜︎☼︎☜︎☹︎✡︎ 👍︎🕆︎☼︎💧︎⚐︎☼︎✡︎ 👎︎☜︎💧︎👍︎☼︎✋︎🏱︎❄︎✋︎⚐︎☠︎💧︎ ⚐︎☞︎ ✞︎✌︎☼︎✋︎⚐︎🕆︎💧︎ ☞︎✋︎☠︎👎︎✋︎☠︎☝︎💧︎📬︎ ❄︎☟︎✋︎💧︎ ✋︎💧︎ ☠︎⚐︎❄︎ 🕆︎☠︎☜︎✠︎🏱︎☜︎👍︎❄︎☜︎👎︎📪︎ ✌︎💧︎ ✋︎☠︎😐︎ ☟︎✋︎💣︎💧︎☜︎☹︎☞︎ ❄︎⚐︎☹︎👎︎ 💣︎☜︎ ❄︎☟︎✌︎❄︎ ☟︎✋︎💧︎ 🏱︎☼︎✋︎💣︎✌︎☼︎✡︎ ⚐︎👌︎☺︎☜︎👍︎❄︎✋︎✞︎☜︎ 🕈︎✌︎💧︎ ❄︎⚐︎ 😐︎☜︎☜︎🏱︎ ✌︎ ☼︎☜︎👍︎⚐︎☼︎👎︎ ⚐︎☞︎ ✋︎💣︎🏱︎⚐︎☼︎❄︎✌︎☠︎❄︎ 👎︎☜︎❄︎✌︎✋︎☹︎💧︎ ☞︎⚐︎☼︎ 💣︎🕆︎☹︎❄︎✋︎🏱︎☹︎☜︎ 🕆︎☠︎✋︎✞︎☜︎☼︎💧︎☜︎💧︎ 💧︎⚐︎ ❄︎☟︎✌︎❄︎ ☟︎☜︎ 👍︎⚐︎🕆︎☹︎👎︎ 👍︎⚐︎💣︎🏱︎✌︎☼︎☜︎ ❄︎☟︎☜︎✋︎☼︎ ☜︎✞︎☜︎☠︎❄︎💧︎ ✋︎☞︎ ☠︎☜︎☜︎👎︎☜︎👎︎📬︎

[ THE RESOURCES I FOUND THERE WERE NOT COMPREHENSIVE RESEARCH NOTES, MERELY CURSORY DESCRIPTIONS OF VARIOUS FINDINGS. THIS IS NOT UNEXPECTED, AS INK HIMSELF TOLD ME THAT HIS PRIMARY OBJECTIVE WAS TO KEEP A RECORD OF IMPORTANT DETAILS FOR MULTIPLE UNIVERSES SO THAT HE COULD COMPARE THEIR EVENTS IF NEEDED. ]

☝︎✋︎✞︎☜︎☠︎ ☟︎✋︎💧︎ 🕆︎💧︎🕆︎✌︎☹︎ ☹︎✌︎👍︎😐︎ ⚐︎☞︎ ✌︎☠︎✡︎ ✌︎❄︎❄︎☜︎☠︎❄︎✋︎⚐︎☠︎ 💧︎🏱︎✌︎☠︎ ✌︎❄︎ ✌︎☹︎☹︎📪︎ ✌︎☠︎👎︎ ☟︎✋︎💧︎ ✋︎💧︎💧︎🕆︎☜︎💧︎ 🕈︎✋︎❄︎☟︎ 💣︎☜︎💣︎⚐︎☼︎✡︎ ☼︎☜︎❄︎☜︎☠︎❄︎✋︎⚐︎☠︎📪︎ ✋︎ 🕈︎✌︎💧︎ 💧︎🕆︎✋︎❄︎✌︎👌︎☹︎✡︎ ✋︎💣︎🏱︎☼︎☜︎💧︎💧︎☜︎👎︎ 🕈︎✋︎❄︎☟︎ ❄︎☟︎✋︎💧︎ 👍︎⚐︎☹︎☹︎☜︎👍︎❄︎✋︎⚐︎☠︎ ⚐︎☞︎ 👎︎✌︎❄︎✌︎📬︎ 🕆︎☠︎❄︎✋︎☹︎ ✋︎ 👎︎✋︎💧︎👍︎⚐︎✞︎☜︎☼︎☜︎👎︎ ❄︎☟︎✌︎❄︎ ✋︎❄︎ 🕈︎✌︎💧︎ 👌︎☜︎✋︎☠︎☝︎ 🕆︎🏱︎👎︎✌︎❄︎☜︎👎︎ ✌︎☠︎👎︎ 💧︎⚐︎☼︎❄︎☜︎👎︎ ☞︎⚐︎☼︎ ☟︎✋︎💣︎ 👌︎✡︎ ✌︎ ✞︎⚐︎☹︎🕆︎☠︎❄︎☜︎☜︎☼︎ ✋︎☠︎ ☜︎✠︎👍︎☟︎✌︎☠︎☝︎☜︎ ☞︎⚐︎☼︎ 🏱︎☜︎☼︎💣︎✋︎💧︎💧︎✋︎⚐︎☠︎ ❄︎⚐︎ ☟︎✋︎👎︎☜︎ ✋︎☠︎ ❄︎☟︎☜︎ 👎︎⚐︎⚐︎👎︎☹︎☜︎💧︎🏱︎☟︎☜︎☼︎☜︎📬︎

[ GIVEN HIS USUAL LACK OF ANY ATTENTION SPAN AT ALL, AND HIS ISSUES WITH MEMORY RETENTION, I WAS SUITABLY IMPRESSED WITH THIS COLLECTION OF DATA. UNTIL I DISCOVERED THAT IT WAS BEING UPDATED AND SORTED FOR HIM BY A VOLUNTEER IN EXCHANGE FOR PERMISSION TO HIDE IN THE DOODLESPHERE. ]

✋︎☠︎ ☞︎✌︎👍︎❄︎📪︎ ✋︎☠︎😐︎ ☟︎✌︎👎︎ ☜︎☠︎❄︎✋︎☼︎☜︎☹︎✡︎ ☞︎⚐︎☼︎☝︎⚐︎❄︎❄︎☜︎☠︎ ❄︎☟︎☜︎ ✌︎☼︎👍︎☟︎✋︎✞︎☜︎📪︎ ✌︎☠︎👎︎ ✋︎❄︎💧︎ 👍︎🕆︎☼︎✌︎❄︎⚐︎☼︎📪︎ ☜︎✞︎☜︎☠︎ ☜︎✠︎✋︎💧︎❄︎☜︎👎︎ 🕆︎☠︎❄︎✋︎☹︎ ✋︎ ✌︎💧︎😐︎☜︎👎︎ ☞︎⚐︎☼︎ ☟︎✋︎💧︎ ☼︎☜︎💧︎☜︎✌︎☼︎👍︎☟︎ ☠︎⚐︎❄︎☜︎💧︎📬︎

[ IN FACT, INK HAD ENTIRELY FORGOTTEN THE ARCHIVE, AND ITS CURATOR, EVEN EXISTED UNTIL I ASKED FOR HIS RESEARCH NOTES. ]

❄︎☟︎☜︎ ✌︎☼︎👍︎☟︎✋︎✞︎✋︎💧︎❄︎ ✋︎💧︎ ✌︎☠︎ ✋︎☠︎❄︎☜︎☼︎☜︎💧︎❄︎✋︎☠︎☝︎ ☞︎✋︎☠︎👎︎📬︎ ❄︎☟︎☜︎✡︎ ✌︎☼︎☜︎ ✌︎☠︎ ✋︎☠︎👍︎✌︎☼︎☠︎✌︎❄︎✋︎⚐︎☠︎ ⚐︎☞︎ ❄︎☟︎☜︎ ☞︎✋︎☼︎💧︎❄︎ ☞︎✌︎☹︎☹︎☜︎☠︎ ☟︎🕆︎💣︎✌︎☠︎📪︎ 👍︎☟︎✌︎☼︎✌︎📪︎ ☞︎☼︎⚐︎💣︎ ✌︎ 🕆︎☠︎✋︎✞︎☜︎☼︎💧︎☜︎ ⚐︎❄︎☟︎☜︎☼︎ ❄︎☟︎✌︎☠︎ 💣︎✡︎ ⚐︎🕈︎☠︎📬︎ ✌︎ ☞︎✌︎✋︎☼︎☹︎✡︎ 👌︎⚐︎⚐︎😐︎✋︎💧︎☟︎ 👍︎☟︎✋︎☹︎👎︎ 🕈︎☟︎⚐︎📪︎ 👌︎✡︎ ❄︎☟︎☜︎✋︎☼︎ ⚐︎🕈︎☠︎ ✌︎👍︎👍︎⚐︎🕆︎☠︎❄︎📪︎ 🕈︎✌︎💧︎ ☞︎⚐︎☼︎👍︎☜︎👎︎ ❄︎⚐︎ ☞︎☹︎☜︎☜︎ ☞︎☼︎⚐︎💣︎ ❄︎☟︎☜︎✋︎☼︎ ⚐︎🕈︎☠︎ 🕆︎☠︎✋︎✞︎☜︎☼︎💧︎☜︎ ✋︎☠︎ ⚐︎☼︎👎︎☜︎☼︎ ❄︎⚐︎ 🏱︎☼︎☜︎💧︎☜︎☼︎✞︎☜︎ ❄︎☟︎☜︎✋︎☼︎ ⚐︎🕈︎☠︎ ☹︎✋︎☞︎☜︎📬︎ ❄︎☟︎☜︎✡︎ 👎︎✋︎👎︎ ☠︎⚐︎❄︎ 💧︎🏱︎☜︎👍︎✋︎☞︎✡︎ ❄︎☟︎☜︎ ☠︎✌︎❄︎🕆︎☼︎☜︎ ⚐︎☞︎ ❄︎☟︎☜︎ 👎︎✌︎☠︎☝︎☜︎☼︎ ❄︎☟︎☜︎✡︎ ☞︎☹︎☜︎👎︎ ☞︎☼︎⚐︎💣︎📪︎ 👌︎🕆︎❄︎ ❄︎☟︎☜︎✡︎ 👎︎✋︎👎︎ 💣︎☜︎☠︎❄︎✋︎⚐︎☠︎ ❄︎☟︎☜︎✡︎ ☟︎✌︎👎︎ ☞︎✌︎😐︎☜︎👎︎ ❄︎☟︎☜︎✋︎☼︎ ⚐︎🕈︎☠︎ 👎︎☜︎✌︎❄︎☟︎ ✌︎☠︎👎︎ ☟︎✋︎👎︎👎︎☜︎☠︎📪︎ ✌︎☠︎👎︎ 🕈︎☟︎☜︎☠︎ ❄︎☟︎☜︎✡︎ 👍︎✌︎🕆︎☝︎☟︎❄︎ ✋︎☠︎😐︎ ☜︎✠︎🏱︎☹︎⚐︎☼︎✋︎☠︎☝︎📪︎ ❄︎☟︎☜︎✡︎ ☺︎🕆︎💣︎🏱︎☜︎👎︎ ✋︎☠︎❄︎⚐︎ ✌︎ 🏱︎🕆︎👎︎👎︎☹︎☜︎ ⚐︎☞︎ ✋︎☠︎😐︎ ✌︎☞︎❄︎☜︎☼︎ ☟︎✋︎💣︎📬︎

[ THE ARCHIVIST IS AN INTERESTING FIND. THEY ARE AN INCARNATION OF THE FIRST FALLEN HUMAN, CHARA, FROM A UNIVERSE OTHER THAN MY OWN. A FAIRLY BOOKISH CHILD WHO, BY THEIR OWN ACCOUNT, WAS FORCED TO FLEE FROM THEIR OWN UNIVERSE IN ORDER TO PRESERVE THEIR OWN LIFE. THEY DID NOT SPECIFY THE NATURE OF THE DANGER THEY FLED FROM, BUT THEY DID MENTION THEY HAD FAKED THEIR OWN DEATH AND HIDDEN, AND WHEN THEY CAUGHT INK EXPLORING, THEY JUMPED INTO A PUDDLE OF INK AFTER HIM. ]

✋︎☠︎ ⚐︎☼︎👎︎☜︎☼︎ ❄︎⚐︎ 🏱︎☼︎☜︎💧︎☜︎☼︎✞︎☜︎ ❄︎☟︎☜︎ ❄︎☼︎✌︎👎︎✋︎❄︎✋︎⚐︎☠︎ ⚐︎☞︎ ❄︎☟︎☜︎ 💣︎🕆︎☹︎❄︎✋︎✞︎☜︎☼︎💧︎☜︎ ⚐︎☞︎ ☟︎✌︎✞︎✋︎☠︎☝︎ ☜︎✌︎👍︎☟︎ 🏱︎☜︎☼︎💧︎⚐︎☠︎ ❄︎✌︎😐︎☜︎ ⚐︎☠︎ ✌︎☠︎⚐︎❄︎☟︎☜︎☼︎ ☠︎✌︎💣︎☜︎ ❄︎⚐︎ ☟︎☜︎☹︎🏱︎ 😐︎☜︎☜︎🏱︎ 👍︎⚐︎☠︎☞︎🕆︎💧︎✋︎⚐︎☠︎ ⚐︎☞︎ ✋︎👎︎☜︎☠︎❄︎✋︎❄︎✡︎ ✌︎❄︎ 👌︎✌︎✡︎📪︎ ❄︎☟︎☜︎✡︎ ☟︎✌︎👎︎ ❄︎✌︎😐︎☜︎☠︎ ❄︎☟︎☜︎ ☠︎✌︎💣︎☜︎ ☟︎✌︎☼︎✌︎ 👌︎✡︎ ☼︎☜︎💣︎⚐︎✞︎✋︎☠︎☝︎ ❄︎☟︎☜︎ 👍︎ ☜︎☠︎❄︎✋︎☼︎☜︎☹︎✡︎📬︎ ✌︎ 💣︎✋︎☠︎⚐︎☼︎ 👍︎☟︎✌︎☠︎☝︎☜︎📬︎ ☟︎⚐︎🕈︎☜︎✞︎☜︎☼︎ ✋︎ 💧︎🕆︎💧︎🏱︎☜︎👍︎❄︎ ❄︎☟︎☜︎☼︎☜︎ ✋︎💧︎ 💣︎⚐︎☼︎☜︎ ❄︎⚐︎ ✋︎❄︎ ❄︎☟︎✌︎☠︎ 💣︎☜︎☼︎☜︎ ☹︎✌︎☪︎✋︎☠︎☜︎💧︎💧︎📬︎

[ IN ORDER TO PRESERVE THE TRADITION OF THE MULTIVERSE OF HAVING EACH PERSON TAKE ON ANOTHER NAME TO HELP KEEP CONFUSION OF IDENTITY AT BAY, THEY HAD TAKEN THE NAME HARA BY REMOVING THE C ENTIRELY. A MINOR CHANGE. HOWEVER I SUSPECT THERE IS MORE TO IT THAN MERE LAZINESS. ]

☟︎✌︎☼︎✌︎ ✋︎💧︎ ⚐︎☠︎☜︎ ⚐︎☞︎ 💧︎☜︎✞︎☜︎☼︎✌︎☹︎ ☠︎✌︎💣︎☜︎💧︎ ❄︎☟︎✌︎❄︎ 🕈︎☜︎☼︎☜︎ 🏱︎☼︎☜︎👍︎🕆︎☼︎💧︎⚐︎☼︎💧︎ ❄︎⚐︎ 💧︎☟︎✋︎✞︎✌︎📪︎ ✌︎ 🏱︎☼︎✋︎☠︎👍︎✋︎🏱︎✌︎☹︎ 👎︎☜︎✋︎❄︎✡︎ ⚐︎☞︎ ❄︎☟︎☜︎ ☟︎🕆︎💣︎✌︎☠︎ ☼︎☜︎☹︎✋︎☝︎✋︎⚐︎☠︎ ⚐︎☞︎ ☟︎✋︎☠︎👎︎🕆︎✋︎💧︎💣︎📬︎ ❄︎☟︎☜︎ ✌︎🕆︎💧︎🏱︎✋︎👍︎✋︎⚐︎🕆︎💧︎ ⚐︎☠︎☜︎📪︎ ❄︎☟︎☜︎ ⚐︎💣︎☠︎✋︎💧︎👍︎✋︎☜︎☠︎❄︎ ✡︎⚐︎☝︎✋︎📬︎ ✋︎❄︎ ✋︎💧︎ 🕆︎☠︎💧︎🕆︎☼︎🏱︎☼︎✋︎💧︎✋︎☠︎☝︎ ❄︎☟︎✌︎❄︎ ❄︎☟︎✋︎💧︎ 👍︎☟︎✋︎☹︎👎︎ ☟︎✌︎💧︎ 👎︎☜︎✞︎☜︎☹︎⚐︎🏱︎☜︎👎︎ ✌︎☠︎ ✋︎☠︎❄︎☜︎☼︎☜︎💧︎❄︎ ✋︎☠︎ ❄︎☟︎☜︎ 💣︎☜︎❄︎✌︎🏱︎☟︎✡︎💧︎✋︎👍︎✌︎☹︎ ✌︎💧︎🏱︎☜︎👍︎❄︎💧︎ ⚐︎☞︎ ❄︎☟︎☜︎ 💣︎🕆︎☹︎❄︎✋︎✞︎☜︎☼︎💧︎☜︎ ✌︎💧︎ ❄︎☟︎☜︎✡︎ 😐︎☜︎🏱︎❄︎ ✋︎☠︎😐︎🕯︎💧︎ ☼︎☜︎👍︎⚐︎☼︎👎︎💧︎📬︎ ✌︎☠︎👎︎ ✋︎ ☠︎⚐︎❄︎✋︎👍︎☜︎👎︎ ❄︎☟︎✌︎❄︎ ❄︎☟︎☜︎✡︎ 🕈︎✋︎☜︎☹︎👎︎ ✌︎☠︎ ✌︎☹︎❄︎☜︎☼︎☠︎✌︎❄︎✋︎✞︎☜︎ ✞︎☜︎☼︎💧︎✋︎⚐︎☠︎ ⚐︎☞︎ 🕈︎☟︎✌︎❄︎ ✋︎ 😐︎☠︎⚐︎🕈︎ ✌︎💧︎ ✌︎💧︎☝︎⚐︎☼︎☜︎🕯︎💧︎ ❄︎☼︎✋︎👎︎☜︎☠︎❄︎📬︎ ✌︎ ❄︎☼︎✋︎💧︎☟︎🕆︎☹︎✌︎📪︎ ✌︎ 👌︎☹︎✌︎👎︎☜︎👎︎ ❄︎☼︎✋︎👎︎☜︎☠︎❄︎📬︎ 🕈︎☟︎✋︎👍︎☟︎ 👍︎⚐︎☼︎☼︎☜︎💧︎🏱︎⚐︎☠︎👎︎💧︎ ☜︎✠︎✌︎👍︎❄︎☹︎✡︎ ❄︎⚐︎ ❄︎☟︎☜︎ 🕈︎☜︎✌︎🏱︎⚐︎☠︎ ❄︎☟︎✌︎❄︎ 💧︎☟︎✋︎✞︎✌︎ ✋︎💧︎ 💧︎🕆︎🏱︎🏱︎⚐︎💧︎☜︎👎︎ ❄︎⚐︎ 👌︎☜︎✌︎☼︎📬︎

[HARA IS ONE OF SEVERAL NAMES THAT WERE PRECURSORS TO SHIVA, A PRINCIPAL DEITY OF THE HUMAN RELIGION OF HINDUISM. THE AUSPICIOUS ONE, THE OMNISCIENT YOGI. IT IS UNSURPRISING THAT THIS CHILD HAS DEVELOPED AN INTEREST IN THE METAPHYSICAL ASPECTS OF THE MULTIVERSE AS THEY KEPT INK'S RECORDS. AND I NOTICED THAT THEY WIELD AN ALTERNATIVE VERSION OF WHAT I KNOW AS ASGORE'S TRIDENT. A TRISHULA, A BLADED TRIDENT. WHICH CORRESPONDS EXACTLY TO THE WEAPON THAT SHIVA IS SUPPOSED TO BEAR.THIS CHILD IS WELL EDUCATED, AND VERY CLEVER. HARA WAS DELIGHTED TO JOIN MY STUDIES AND OFFER INPUT AS WELL AS FIND RESOURCES RELATING TO MY QUERIES.]

❄︎☟︎✋︎💧︎ 👍︎☟︎✋︎☹︎👎︎ ✋︎💧︎ 🕈︎☜︎☹︎☹︎ ☜︎👎︎🕆︎👍︎✌︎❄︎☜︎👎︎📪︎ ✌︎☠︎👎︎ ✞︎☜︎☼︎✡︎ 👍︎☹︎☜︎✞︎☜︎☼︎📬︎ ☟︎✌︎☼︎✌︎ 🕈︎✌︎💧︎ 👎︎☜︎☹︎✋︎☝︎☟︎❄︎☜︎👎︎ ❄︎⚐︎ ☺︎⚐︎✋︎☠︎ 💣︎✡︎ 💧︎❄︎🕆︎👎︎✋︎☜︎💧︎ ✌︎☠︎👎︎ ⚐︎☞︎☞︎☜︎☼︎ ✋︎☠︎🏱︎🕆︎❄︎ ✌︎💧︎ 🕈︎☜︎☹︎☹︎ ✌︎💧︎ ☞︎✋︎☠︎👎︎ ☼︎☜︎💧︎⚐︎🕆︎☼︎👍︎☜︎💧︎ ☼︎☜︎☹︎✌︎❄︎✋︎☠︎☝︎ ❄︎⚐︎ 💣︎✡︎ ✈︎🕆︎☜︎☼︎✋︎☜︎💧︎📬︎

[ IT WAS THEN THAT INK GOT IT INTO HIS HEAD THAT I NEEDED MORE ASSISTANTS AND JUMPED INTO A PUDDLE OF INK BEFORE I COULD PROTEST. ]

✋︎❄︎ 🕈︎✌︎💧︎ ❄︎☟︎☜︎☠︎ ❄︎☟︎✌︎❄︎ ✋︎☠︎😐︎ ☝︎⚐︎❄︎ ✋︎❄︎ ✋︎☠︎❄︎⚐︎ ☟︎✋︎💧︎ ☟︎☜︎✌︎👎︎ ❄︎☟︎✌︎❄︎ ✋︎ ☠︎☜︎☜︎👎︎☜︎👎︎ 💣︎⚐︎☼︎☜︎ ✌︎💧︎💧︎✋︎💧︎❄︎✌︎☠︎❄︎💧︎ ✌︎☠︎👎︎ ☺︎🕆︎💣︎🏱︎☜︎👎︎ ✋︎☠︎❄︎⚐︎ ✌︎ 🏱︎🕆︎👎︎👎︎☹︎☜︎ ⚐︎☞︎ ✋︎☠︎😐︎ 👌︎☜︎☞︎⚐︎☼︎☜︎ ✋︎ 👍︎⚐︎🕆︎☹︎👎︎ 🏱︎☼︎⚐︎❄︎☜︎💧︎❄︎📬︎

[ I WONDER… I HADN’T THOUGHT HE WAS INTERESTED IN MY RESEARCH BEYOND ITS ENTERTAINMENT VALUE. THOUGH PERHAPS THIS IS SIMPLY MORE OF THE SAME. HE DIDN’T RETURN FOR THREE DAYS, AND WHEN HE DID ARRIVE ONCE MORE HE HAD OTHERS WITH HIM. ]

✋︎ 🕈︎⚐︎☠︎👎︎☜︎☼︎⑤︎ ✋︎ ☟︎✌︎👎︎☠︎❼︎❄︎ ❄︎☟︎⚐︎🕆︎☝︎☟︎❄︎ ☟︎☜︎ 🕈︎✌︎💧︎ ✋︎☠︎❄︎☜︎☼︎☜︎💧︎❄︎☜︎👎︎ ✋︎☠︎ 💣︎✡︎ ☼︎☜︎💧︎☜︎✌︎☼︎👍︎☟︎ 👌︎☜︎✡︎⚐︎☠︎👎︎ ✋︎❄︎💧︎ ☜︎☠︎❄︎☜︎☼︎❄︎✌︎✋︎☠︎💣︎☜︎☠︎❄︎ ✞︎✌︎☹︎🕆︎☜︎📬︎ ❄︎☟︎⚐︎🕆︎☝︎☟︎ 🏱︎☜︎☼︎☟︎✌︎🏱︎💧︎ ❄︎☟︎✋︎💧︎ ✋︎💧︎ 💧︎✋︎💣︎🏱︎☹︎✡︎ 💣︎⚐︎☼︎☜︎ ⚐︎☞︎ ❄︎☟︎☜︎ 💧︎✌︎💣︎☜︎📬︎ ☟︎☜︎ 👎︎✋︎👎︎☠︎❼︎❄︎ ☼︎☜︎❄︎🕆︎☼︎☠︎ ☞︎⚐︎☼︎ ❄︎☟︎☼︎☜︎☜︎ 👎︎✌︎✡︎💧︎📪︎ ✌︎☠︎👎︎ 🕈︎☟︎☜︎☠︎ ☟︎☜︎ 👎︎✋︎👎︎ ✌︎☼︎☼︎✋︎✞︎☜︎ ⚐︎☠︎👍︎☜︎ 💣︎⚐︎☼︎☜︎ ☟︎☜︎ ☟︎✌︎👎︎ ⚐︎❄︎☟︎☜︎☼︎💧︎ 🕈︎✋︎❄︎☟︎ ☟︎✋︎💣︎📬︎

[ ONE MONSTER WAS ALPHYS. OR SOMEONE VERY SIMILAR TO THE ALPHYS I KNEW, AN ALPHYS OF A DIFFERENT UNIVERSE. SHE STILL BORE THE SAME YELLOW SCALES AND SPECTACLES OF MY OWN ALPHYS, BUT INSTEAD OF A LAB COAT SHE WORE A WARM LOOKING GREY CARDIGAN AND A LONG SKIRT, HAD A CHAIN TO KEEP HER EYEGLASSES FROM FALLING OFF HER, AND WAS CONSIDERABLY MORE AGED. ]

⚐︎☠︎☜︎ 💣︎⚐︎☠︎💧︎❄︎☜︎☼︎ 🕈︎✌︎💧︎ ✌︎☹︎🏱︎☟︎✡︎💧︎📬︎ ⚐︎☼︎ 💧︎⚐︎💣︎☜︎⚐︎☠︎☜︎ ✞︎☜︎☼︎✡︎ 💧︎✋︎💣︎✋︎☹︎✌︎☼︎ ❄︎⚐︎ ❄︎☟︎☜︎ ✌︎☹︎🏱︎☟︎✡︎💧︎ ✋︎ 😐︎☠︎☜︎🕈︎📪︎ ✌︎☠︎ ✌︎☹︎🏱︎☟︎✡︎💧︎ ⚐︎☞︎ ✌︎ 👎︎✋︎☞︎☞︎☜︎☼︎☜︎☠︎❄︎ 🕆︎☠︎✋︎✞︎☜︎☼︎💧︎☜︎📬︎ 💧︎☟︎☜︎ 💧︎❄︎✋︎☹︎☹︎ 👌︎⚐︎☼︎☜︎ ❄︎☟︎☜︎ 💧︎✌︎💣︎☜︎ ✡︎☜︎☹︎☹︎⚐︎🕈︎ 💧︎👍︎✌︎☹︎☜︎💧︎ ✌︎☠︎👎︎ 💧︎🏱︎☜︎👍︎❄︎✌︎👍︎☹︎☜︎💧︎ ⚐︎☞︎ 💣︎✡︎ ⚐︎🕈︎☠︎ ✌︎☹︎🏱︎☟︎✡︎💧︎📪︎ 👌︎🕆︎❄︎ ✋︎☠︎💧︎❄︎☜︎✌︎👎︎ ⚐︎☞︎ ✌︎ ☹︎✌︎👌︎ 👍︎⚐︎✌︎❄︎ 💧︎☟︎☜︎ 🕈︎⚐︎☼︎☜︎ ✌︎ 🕈︎✌︎☼︎💣︎ ☹︎⚐︎⚐︎😐︎✋︎☠︎☝︎ ☝︎☼︎☜︎✡︎ 👍︎✌︎☼︎👎︎✋︎☝︎✌︎☠︎ ✌︎☠︎👎︎ ✌︎ ☹︎⚐︎☠︎☝︎ 💧︎😐︎✋︎☼︎❄︎📪︎ ☟︎✌︎👎︎ ✌︎ 👍︎☟︎✌︎✋︎☠︎ ❄︎⚐︎ 😐︎☜︎☜︎🏱︎ ☟︎☜︎☼︎ ☜︎✡︎☜︎☝︎☹︎✌︎💧︎💧︎☜︎💧︎ ☞︎☼︎⚐︎💣︎ ☞︎✌︎☹︎☹︎✋︎☠︎☝︎ ⚐︎☞︎☞︎ ☟︎☜︎☼︎📪︎ ✌︎☠︎👎︎ 🕈︎✌︎💧︎ 👍︎⚐︎☠︎💧︎✋︎👎︎☜︎☼︎✌︎👌︎☹︎✡︎ 💣︎⚐︎☼︎☜︎ ✌︎☝︎☜︎👎︎📬︎

[ INSTEAD OF STUTTERING AND NERVOUSNESS, THIS ALPHYS INTRODUCED HERSELF TO ME AS SYLPHA (WHICH I NOTE IS MERELY AN ANAGRAM OF ALPHYS) WITH A CALM AND SELF ASSURED AIR THAT WAS VERY WARM AND KIND. ]

✋︎☠︎💧︎❄︎☜︎✌︎👎︎ ⚐︎☞︎ 💧︎❄︎🕆︎❄︎❄︎☜︎☼︎✋︎☠︎☝︎ ✌︎☠︎👎︎ ☠︎☜︎☼︎✞︎⚐︎🕆︎💧︎☠︎☜︎💧︎💧︎📪︎ ❄︎☟︎✋︎💧︎ ✌︎☹︎🏱︎☟︎✡︎💧︎ ✋︎☠︎❄︎☼︎⚐︎👎︎🕆︎👍︎☜︎👎︎ ☟︎☜︎☼︎💧︎☜︎☹︎☞︎ ❄︎⚐︎ 💣︎☜︎ ✌︎💧︎ 💧︎✡︎☹︎🏱︎☟︎✌︎ 🕿︎🕈︎☟︎✋︎👍︎☟︎ ✋︎ ☠︎⚐︎❄︎☜︎ ✋︎💧︎ 💣︎☜︎☼︎☜︎☹︎✡︎ ✌︎☠︎ ✌︎☠︎✌︎☝︎☼︎✌︎💣︎ ⚐︎☞︎ ✌︎☹︎🏱︎☟︎✡︎💧︎✆︎ 🕈︎✋︎❄︎☟︎ ✌︎ 👍︎✌︎☹︎💣︎ ✌︎☠︎👎︎ 💧︎☜︎☹︎☞︎ ✌︎💧︎💧︎🕆︎☼︎☜︎👎︎ ✌︎✋︎☼︎ ❄︎☟︎✌︎❄︎ 🕈︎✌︎💧︎ ✞︎☜︎☼︎✡︎ 🕈︎✌︎☼︎💣︎ ✌︎☠︎👎︎ 😐︎✋︎☠︎👎︎📬︎

[ AT FIRST I THOUGHT THAT PERHAPS INK HAD MADE A MISTAKE BRINGING THIS GRANDMOTHERLY MONSTER WITH HIM, AS SHE DIDN’T SEEM LIKE A SCIENTIST. BUT AFTER TALKING TO HER A WHILE I CAME TO DISCOVER THAT SHE WAS A PROFESSOR AT A HUMAN UNIVERSITY, HER PEOPLE HAVING BEEN RELEASED TO THE SURFACE SOME YEARS AGO. AND THAT IN HER YOUTH SHE’D BEEN AN AVID SCHOLAR OF BOTH METAPHYSICS AND MATHEMATICS, A VERY DIFFERENT AREA OF EXPERTISE THAN THE ALPHYS IN MY UNIVERSE. ]

✌︎❄︎ ☞︎✋︎☼︎💧︎❄︎ ✋︎ ❄︎☟︎⚐︎🕆︎☝︎☟︎❄︎ ❄︎☟︎✌︎❄︎ 🏱︎☜︎☼︎☟︎✌︎🏱︎💧︎ ✋︎☠︎😐︎ ☟︎✌︎👎︎ 💣︎✌︎👎︎☜︎ ✌︎ 💣︎✋︎💧︎❄︎✌︎😐︎☜︎ 👌︎☼︎✋︎☠︎☝︎✋︎☠︎☝︎ ❄︎☟︎✋︎💧︎ ☝︎☼︎✌︎☠︎👎︎💣︎⚐︎❄︎☟︎☜︎☼︎☹︎✡︎ 💣︎⚐︎☠︎💧︎❄︎☜︎☼︎ 🕈︎✋︎❄︎☟︎ ☟︎✋︎💣︎📪︎ ✌︎💧︎ 💧︎☟︎☜︎ 👎︎✋︎👎︎☠︎❼︎❄︎ 💧︎☜︎☜︎💣︎ ☹︎✋︎😐︎☜︎ ✌︎ 💧︎👍︎✋︎☜︎☠︎❄︎✋︎💧︎❄︎📬︎ 👌︎🕆︎❄︎ ✌︎☞︎❄︎☜︎☼︎ ❄︎✌︎☹︎😐︎✋︎☠︎☝︎ ❄︎⚐︎ ☟︎☜︎☼︎ ✌︎ 🕈︎☟︎✋︎☹︎☜︎ ✋︎ 👍︎✌︎💣︎☜︎ ❄︎⚐︎ 👎︎✋︎💧︎👍︎⚐︎✞︎☜︎☼︎ ❄︎☟︎✌︎❄︎ 💧︎☟︎☜︎ 🕈︎✌︎💧︎ ✌︎ 🏱︎☼︎⚐︎☞︎☜︎💧︎💧︎⚐︎☼︎ ✌︎❄︎ ✌︎ ☟︎🕆︎💣︎✌︎☠︎ 🕆︎☠︎✋︎✞︎☜︎☼︎💧︎✋︎❄︎✡︎📪︎ ☟︎☜︎☼︎ 🏱︎☜︎⚐︎🏱︎☹︎☜︎ ☟︎✌︎✞︎✋︎☠︎☝︎ 👌︎☜︎☜︎☠︎ ☼︎☜︎☹︎☜︎✌︎💧︎☜︎👎︎ ❄︎⚐︎ ❄︎☟︎☜︎ 💧︎🕆︎☼︎☞︎✌︎👍︎☜︎ 💧︎⚐︎💣︎☜︎ ✡︎☜︎✌︎☼︎💧︎ ✌︎☝︎⚐︎📬︎ ✌︎☠︎👎︎ ❄︎☟︎✌︎❄︎ ✋︎☠︎ ☟︎☜︎☼︎ ✡︎⚐︎🕆︎❄︎☟︎ 💧︎☟︎☜︎❼︎👎︎ 👌︎☜︎☜︎☠︎ ✌︎☠︎ ✌︎✞︎✋︎👎︎ 💧︎👍︎☟︎⚐︎☹︎✌︎☼︎ ⚐︎☞︎ 👌︎⚐︎❄︎☟︎ 💣︎☜︎❄︎✌︎🏱︎☟︎✡︎💧︎✋︎👍︎💧︎ ✌︎☠︎👎︎ 💣︎✌︎❄︎☟︎☜︎💣︎✌︎❄︎✋︎👍︎💧︎📪︎ ✌︎ ✞︎☜︎☼︎✡︎ 👎︎✋︎☞︎☞︎☜︎☼︎☜︎☠︎❄︎ ✌︎☼︎☜︎✌︎ ⚐︎☞︎ ☜︎✠︎🏱︎☜︎☼︎❄︎✋︎💧︎☜︎ ❄︎☟︎✌︎☠︎ ❄︎☟︎☜︎ ✌︎☹︎🏱︎☟︎✡︎💧︎ ✋︎☠︎ 💣︎✡︎ 🕆︎☠︎✋︎✞︎☜︎☼︎💧︎☜︎📬︎

[ THE NEXT MONSTER WITH INK WAS NONE OTHER THAN MYSELF. OR RATHER AN ALTERNATE UNIVERSE VERSION OF MYSELF. HE WAS CONSIDERABLY YOUNGER IN AGE, AND INSTEAD OF A SKELETAL MONSTER, HE APPEARED TO HAVE SMOOTH SKIN OF A DEATHLY PALLOR, AND SOME KIND OF TATTOO MARKINGS ABOVE HIS RIGHT EYE AND BELOW HIS LEFT. HIS CLOTHING WAS A KIND OF MILITARY UNIFORM. I LEARNED THAT DESPITE HIS YOUTH, HE’D BEEN ASKED BY THE KING TO CREATE A WEAPON THAT COULD WEAKEN THE POWER OF A HUMAN SOUL, OR PERHAPS SOMETHING TO STRENGTHEN THAT OF A MONSTER. ANYTHING TO AID IN THEIR ONGOING WAR. ]

❄︎☟︎☜︎ ☠︎☜︎✠︎❄︎ 💣︎⚐︎☠︎💧︎❄︎☜︎☼︎ 🕈︎✋︎❄︎☟︎ ✋︎☠︎😐︎ 🕈︎✌︎💧︎ ☠︎⚐︎☠︎☜︎ ⚐︎❄︎☟︎☜︎☼︎ ❄︎☟︎✌︎☠︎ 💣︎✡︎💧︎☜︎☹︎☞︎📬︎ ⚐︎☼︎ ☼︎✌︎❄︎☟︎☜︎☼︎ ✌︎☠︎ ✌︎☹︎❄︎☜︎☼︎☠︎✌︎❄︎☜︎ 🕆︎☠︎✋︎✞︎☜︎☼︎💧︎☜︎ ✞︎☜︎☼︎💧︎✋︎⚐︎☠︎ ⚐︎☞︎ 💣︎✡︎💧︎☜︎☹︎☞︎📬︎ ☟︎☜︎ 🕈︎✌︎💧︎ 👍︎⚐︎☠︎💧︎✋︎👎︎☜︎☼︎✌︎👌︎☹︎✡︎ ✡︎⚐︎🕆︎☠︎☝︎☜︎☼︎ ✋︎☠︎ ✌︎☝︎☜︎📪︎ ✌︎☠︎👎︎ ✋︎☠︎💧︎❄︎☜︎✌︎👎︎ ⚐︎☞︎ ✌︎ 💧︎😐︎☜︎☹︎☜︎❄︎✌︎☹︎ 💣︎⚐︎☠︎💧︎❄︎☜︎☼︎📪︎ ☟︎☜︎ ✌︎🏱︎🏱︎☜︎✌︎☼︎☜︎👎︎ ❄︎⚐︎ ☟︎✌︎✞︎☜︎ 💧︎💣︎⚐︎⚐︎❄︎☟︎ 💧︎😐︎✋︎☠︎ ⚐︎☞︎ ✌︎ 👎︎☜︎✌︎❄︎☟︎☹︎✡︎ 🏱︎✌︎☹︎☹︎⚐︎☼︎📪︎ ✌︎☠︎👎︎ 💧︎⚐︎💣︎☜︎ 😐︎✋︎☠︎👎︎ ⚐︎☞︎ ❄︎✌︎❄︎❄︎⚐︎⚐︎ 💣︎✌︎☼︎😐︎✋︎☠︎☝︎💧︎ ✌︎👌︎⚐︎✞︎☜︎ ☟︎✋︎💧︎ ☼︎✋︎☝︎☟︎❄︎ ☜︎✡︎☜︎ ✌︎☠︎👎︎ 👌︎☜︎☹︎⚐︎🕈︎ ☟︎✋︎💧︎ ☹︎☜︎☞︎❄︎📬︎ ☟︎✋︎💧︎ 👍︎☹︎⚐︎❄︎☟︎✋︎☠︎☝︎ 🕈︎✌︎💧︎ ✌︎ 😐︎✋︎☠︎👎︎ ⚐︎☞︎ 💣︎✋︎☹︎✋︎❄︎✌︎☼︎✡︎ 🕆︎☠︎✋︎☞︎⚐︎☼︎💣︎📬︎ ✋︎ ☹︎☜︎✌︎☼︎☠︎☜︎👎︎ ❄︎☟︎✌︎❄︎ 👎︎☜︎💧︎🏱︎✋︎❄︎☜︎ ☟︎✋︎💧︎ ✡︎⚐︎🕆︎❄︎☟︎📪︎ ☟︎☜︎❼︎👎︎ 👌︎☜︎☜︎☠︎ ✌︎💧︎😐︎☜︎👎︎ 👌︎✡︎ ❄︎☟︎☜︎ 😐︎✋︎☠︎☝︎ ❄︎⚐︎ 👍︎☼︎☜︎✌︎❄︎☜︎ ✌︎ 🕈︎☜︎✌︎🏱︎⚐︎☠︎ ❄︎☟︎✌︎❄︎ 👍︎⚐︎🕆︎☹︎👎︎ 🕈︎☜︎✌︎😐︎☜︎☠︎ ❄︎☟︎☜︎ 🏱︎⚐︎🕈︎☜︎☼︎ ⚐︎☞︎ ✌︎ ☟︎🕆︎💣︎✌︎☠︎ 💧︎⚐︎🕆︎☹︎📪︎ ⚐︎☼︎ 🏱︎☜︎☼︎☟︎✌︎🏱︎💧︎ 💧︎⚐︎💣︎☜︎❄︎☟︎✋︎☠︎☝︎ ❄︎⚐︎ 💧︎❄︎☼︎☜︎☠︎☝︎❄︎☟︎☜︎☠︎ ❄︎☟︎✌︎❄︎ ⚐︎☞︎ ✌︎ 💣︎⚐︎☠︎💧︎❄︎☜︎☼︎📬︎ ✌︎☠︎✡︎❄︎☟︎✋︎☠︎☝︎ ❄︎⚐︎ ✌︎✋︎👎︎ ✋︎☠︎ ❄︎☟︎☜︎✋︎☼︎ ⚐︎☠︎☝︎⚐︎✋︎☠︎☝︎ 🕈︎✌︎☼︎📬︎

[ THE NAME HE GAVE US TO USE WAS “ASTERISM”. I THINK HE MIGHT HAVE A SENSE OF HUMOR, THOUGH IT MAKES ME FEEL PARCHED JUST THINKING ABOUT HOW DRY IT IS. ]

❄︎☟︎☜︎ ☠︎✌︎💣︎☜︎ ☟︎☜︎ ☝︎✌︎✞︎☜︎ 🕆︎💧︎ ❄︎⚐︎ 🕆︎💧︎☜︎ 🕈︎✌︎💧︎ ❽︎✌︎💧︎❄︎☜︎☼︎✋︎💧︎💣︎❾︎📬︎ ✋︎ ❄︎☟︎✋︎☠︎😐︎ ☟︎☜︎ 💣︎✋︎☝︎☟︎❄︎ ☟︎✌︎✞︎☜︎ ✌︎ 💧︎☜︎☠︎💧︎☜︎ ⚐︎☞︎ ☟︎🕆︎💣︎⚐︎☼︎📪︎ ❄︎☟︎⚐︎🕆︎☝︎☟︎ ✋︎❄︎ 💣︎✌︎😐︎☜︎💧︎ 💣︎☜︎ ☞︎☜︎☜︎☹︎ 🏱︎✌︎☼︎👍︎☟︎☜︎👎︎ ☺︎🕆︎💧︎❄︎ ❄︎☟︎✋︎☠︎😐︎✋︎☠︎☝︎ ✌︎👌︎⚐︎🕆︎❄︎ ☟︎⚐︎🕈︎ 👎︎☼︎✡︎ ✋︎❄︎ ✋︎💧︎📬︎

⚐︎🕆︎❄︎ ⚐︎☞︎ ✌︎☹︎☹︎ ❄︎☟︎⚐︎💧︎☜︎ ✋︎☠︎😐︎ 👌︎☼︎⚐︎🕆︎☝︎☟︎❄︎📪︎ ✋︎❄︎ 🕈︎✌︎💧︎ ❄︎☟︎☜︎ ☹︎✌︎💧︎❄︎ ❄︎☟︎✌︎❄︎ 💧︎❄︎✌︎☼︎❄︎☹︎☜︎👎︎ 💣︎☜︎ 💣︎⚐︎💧︎❄︎📬︎ ✌︎☠︎⚐︎❄︎☟︎☜︎☼︎ ☟︎🕆︎💣︎✌︎☠︎📪︎ 👌︎🕆︎❄︎ ✌︎ 💣︎🕆︎👍︎☟︎ ⚐︎☹︎👎︎☜︎☼︎ ⚐︎☠︎☜︎📪︎ ✌︎☠︎👎︎ ✌︎💧︎ ☞︎✌︎💣︎✋︎☹︎✋︎✌︎☼︎ ✌︎💧︎ ✌︎☹︎☹︎ ❄︎☟︎☜︎ ⚐︎❄︎☟︎☜︎☼︎💧︎📬︎ ☞︎☼︎✋︎💧︎😐︎📪︎ ⚐︎☼︎ ✌︎ ☞︎☼︎✋︎💧︎😐︎📬︎ ☠︎⚐︎ ☠︎⚐︎☠︎💧︎☜︎☠︎💧︎☜︎ ✌︎☠︎👎︎ 💧︎❄︎☜︎☼︎☠︎📪︎ ❄︎☟︎☜︎✡︎ 🕈︎☜︎☼︎☜︎ 💣︎🕆︎👍︎☟︎ ⚐︎☹︎👎︎☜︎☼︎ ❄︎☟︎✌︎☠︎ ❄︎☟︎☜︎ 👍︎☟︎✋︎☹︎👎︎ 🕈︎☟︎⚐︎ ☟︎✌︎👎︎ ☞︎✌︎☹︎☹︎☜︎☠︎ ✋︎☠︎❄︎⚐︎ 💣︎✡︎ 🕆︎☠︎👎︎☜︎☼︎☝︎☼︎⚐︎🕆︎☠︎👎︎📬︎ ✌︎☠︎ ✌︎👎︎🕆︎☹︎❄︎📬︎

[ OUT OF ALL THOSE INK BROUGHT, IT WAS THE LAST THAT STARTLED ME MOST. ANOTHER HUMAN, BUT A MUCH OLDER ONE, AND AS FAMILIAR AS ALL THE OTHERS. FRISK, OR A FRISK. NO NONSENSE AND STERN, THEY WERE MUCH OLDER THAN THE CHILD WHO HAD FALLEN INTO MY UNDERGROUND. AN ADULT. ]

☞︎☼︎✋︎💧︎😐︎ 🏱︎⚐︎💧︎💧︎☜︎💧︎💧︎☜︎👎︎ ❄︎☟︎☜︎ 💧︎✌︎💣︎☜︎ ☠︎✌︎💣︎☜︎ ✌︎💧︎ ❄︎☟︎☜︎ ⚐︎☼︎✋︎☝︎✋︎☠︎✌︎☹︎📪︎ ✌︎☠︎👎︎ 🕈︎⚐︎🕆︎☹︎👎︎ ⚐︎☠︎☹︎✡︎ ❄︎✌︎😐︎☜︎ ⚐︎☠︎ ✌︎☠︎⚐︎❄︎☟︎☜︎☼︎ ☠︎✌︎💣︎☜︎ ❄︎⚐︎ 👎︎✋︎☞︎☞︎☜︎☼︎☜︎☠︎❄︎✋︎✌︎❄︎☜︎ ❄︎☟︎☜︎💣︎ ☞︎☼︎⚐︎💣︎ ⚐︎❄︎☟︎☜︎☼︎ ☞︎☼︎✋︎💧︎😐︎💧︎ ✌︎☞︎❄︎☜︎☼︎ ☝︎☼︎☜︎✌︎❄︎ 🏱︎☜︎☼︎💧︎🕆︎✌︎💧︎✋︎⚐︎☠︎📬︎  ❄︎☟︎☜︎✡︎ 👌︎☜︎👍︎✌︎💣︎☜︎ 😐︎☠︎⚐︎🕈︎☠︎ ❄︎⚐︎ 🕆︎💧︎ ✌︎💧︎ ✌︎☠︎✌︎☠︎❄︎✌︎📬︎

[ FRISK POSSESSED THE SAME NAME AS THE ORIGINAL, AND WOULD ONLY TAKE ON ANOTHER NAME TO DIFFERENTIATE THEM FROM OTHER FRISKS AFTER GREAT PERSUASION.  THEY BECAME KNOWN TO US AS ANANTA. ]

✌︎🏱︎🏱︎✌︎☼︎☜︎☠︎❄︎☹︎✡︎ ❄︎☟︎☜︎✡︎ ☟︎✌︎👎︎ ☝︎⚐︎☠︎☜︎ ❄︎⚐︎ ☝︎☼︎☜︎✌︎❄︎ ☹︎☜︎☠︎☝︎❄︎☟︎💧︎ ❄︎⚐︎ 💧︎❄︎🕆︎👎︎✡︎ ❄︎☟︎☜︎ 🏱︎⚐︎🕈︎☜︎☼︎ ⚐︎☞︎ ❄︎✋︎💣︎☜︎ ✌︎☞︎❄︎☜︎☼︎ ❄︎☟︎☜︎✋︎☼︎ ❄︎☼︎✋︎🏱︎ ❄︎⚐︎ ❄︎☟︎☜︎ 🕆︎☠︎👎︎☜︎☼︎☝︎☼︎⚐︎🕆︎☠︎👎︎📪︎ 🕈︎☟︎☜︎☼︎☜︎ ❄︎☟︎☜︎✡︎ ☟︎✌︎👎︎☠︎❼︎❄︎ 👌︎☜︎☜︎☠︎ ✌︎👌︎☹︎☜︎ ❄︎⚐︎ ☞︎☼︎☜︎☜︎ ✌︎☹︎☹︎ ❄︎☟︎☜︎ 💣︎⚐︎☠︎💧︎❄︎☜︎☼︎💧︎ 👎︎☜︎💧︎🏱︎✋︎❄︎☜︎ 💣︎✌︎☠︎✌︎☝︎✋︎☠︎☝︎ ❄︎⚐︎ ✌︎✞︎⚐︎✋︎👎︎ 😐︎✋︎☹︎☹︎✋︎☠︎☝︎ ✌︎☠︎✡︎⚐︎☠︎☜︎ ✌︎❄︎ ✌︎☹︎☹︎📬︎ ❄︎☟︎☜︎✡︎ ☟︎✌︎👎︎ 💧︎🕆︎👍︎👍︎☜︎☜︎👎︎☜︎👎︎ ✋︎☠︎ ❄︎☟︎☜︎ ☜︎☠︎👎︎📪︎ ✌︎☹︎💣︎⚐︎💧︎❄︎📬︎ ✋︎☠︎💧︎❄︎☜︎✌︎👎︎ ⚐︎☞︎ ❄︎☼︎✌︎✞︎☜︎☹︎✋︎☠︎☝︎ 👌︎✌︎👍︎😐︎ ✋︎☠︎ ❄︎✋︎💣︎☜︎📪︎ ❄︎☟︎☜︎✡︎❼︎👎︎ 💣︎☜︎☼︎☜︎☹︎✡︎ 👌︎☜︎☜︎☠︎ ☞︎☹︎🕆︎☠︎☝︎ ☞︎☼︎⚐︎💣︎ ❄︎✋︎💣︎☜︎ ✌︎☹︎❄︎⚐︎☝︎☜︎❄︎☟︎☜︎☼︎ ✌︎☠︎👎︎ ☟︎🕆︎☠︎☝︎ ❄︎☟︎☜︎☼︎☜︎ ✋︎☠︎ ✌︎ ❄︎✋︎💣︎☜︎☹︎☜︎💧︎💧︎ 🏱︎☹︎✌︎👍︎☜︎ 👌︎☜︎❄︎🕈︎☜︎☜︎☠︎ ✞︎⚐︎✋︎👎︎ ✌︎☠︎👎︎ 🕆︎☠︎✋︎✞︎☜︎☼︎💧︎☜︎📪︎ ✌︎ 💧︎⚐︎☼︎❄︎ ⚐︎☞︎ 🏱︎⚐︎👍︎😐︎☜︎❄︎ ⚐︎☞︎ 💧︎🏱︎✌︎👍︎☜︎📬︎

[ APPARENTLY THEY HAD GONE TO GREAT LENGTHS TO STUDY THE POWER OF TIME AFTER THEIR TRIP TO THE UNDERGROUND, WHERE THEY HADN’T BEEN ABLE TO FREE ALL THE MONSTERS DESPITE MANAGING TO AVOID KILLING ANYONE AT ALL. THEY HAD SUCCEEDED IN THE END, ALMOST. INSTEAD OF TRAVELING BACK IN TIME, THEY’D MERELY BEEN FLUNG FROM TIME ALTOGETHER AND HUNG THERE IN A TIMELESS PLACE BETWEEN VOID AND UNIVERSE, A SORT OF POCKET OF SPACE. ]

✋︎☠︎ ❄︎☟︎✌︎❄︎ 💧︎🏱︎✌︎👍︎☜︎📪︎ ❄︎☟︎☜︎✡︎ ☟︎✌︎👎︎ ✌︎☹︎🕈︎✌︎✡︎💧︎ ☜︎✠︎✋︎💧︎❄︎☜︎👎︎📪︎ ✌︎☠︎👎︎ 🕈︎⚐︎🕆︎☹︎👎︎ ✌︎☹︎🕈︎✌︎✡︎💧︎ ☜︎✠︎✋︎💧︎❄︎📬︎ ❄︎☟︎☜︎✡︎ ☟︎✌︎👎︎ ✌︎☠︎👎︎ 🕈︎⚐︎🕆︎☹︎👎︎ ✌︎☠︎👎︎ 🕈︎☜︎☼︎☜︎ ☝︎⚐︎✋︎☠︎☝︎ ☜︎✞︎☜︎☼︎✡︎🕈︎☟︎☜︎☼︎☜︎ 🏱︎⚐︎💧︎💧︎✋︎👌︎☹︎☜︎ ❄︎⚐︎ ☝︎⚐︎📪︎ 👎︎⚐︎✋︎☠︎☝︎ ☜︎✞︎☜︎☼︎✡︎❄︎☟︎✋︎☠︎☝︎ ✋︎❄︎ 🕈︎✌︎💧︎ 🏱︎⚐︎💧︎💧︎✋︎👌︎☹︎☜︎ ❄︎⚐︎ 👎︎⚐︎📪︎ 💧︎✌︎✡︎✋︎☠︎☝︎ ☜︎✞︎☜︎☼︎✡︎❄︎☟︎✋︎☠︎☝︎ ✋︎❄︎ 🕈︎✌︎💧︎ 🏱︎⚐︎💧︎💧︎✋︎👌︎☹︎☜︎ ❄︎⚐︎ 💧︎✌︎✡︎⑤︎ ✌︎☹︎☹︎ ✌︎❄︎ ⚐︎☠︎👍︎☜︎📬︎ ✌︎ 😐︎✋︎☠︎👎︎ ⚐︎☞︎ ⚐︎💣︎☠︎✋︎🏱︎☼︎☜︎💧︎☜︎☠︎👍︎☜︎ ⚐︎☞︎ 👌︎☜︎✋︎☠︎☝︎📬︎

[ IN THAT SPACE, THEY HAD ALWAYS EXISTED, AND WOULD ALWAYS EXIST. THEY HAD AND WOULD AND WERE GOING EVERYWHERE POSSIBLE TO GO, DOING EVERYTHING IT WAS POSSIBLE TO DO, SAYING EVERYTHING IT WAS POSSIBLE TO SAY… ALL AT ONCE. A KIND OF OMNIPRESENCE OF BEING. ]

☹︎🕆︎👍︎😐︎✋︎☹︎✡︎ ❄︎☟︎☜︎✡︎ 🕈︎☜︎☼︎☜︎ ☼︎☜︎💧︎👍︎🕆︎☜︎👎︎ 👌︎✡︎ ✋︎☠︎😐︎📪︎ ❄︎☟︎⚐︎🕆︎☝︎☟︎ ☠︎⚐︎❄︎ 🕈︎✋︎❄︎☟︎⚐︎🕆︎❄︎ 💧︎⚐︎💣︎☜︎ 💣︎☜︎☠︎❄︎✌︎☹︎ ✌︎☠︎👎︎ ☜︎💣︎⚐︎❄︎✋︎⚐︎☠︎✌︎☹︎ 💧︎👍︎✌︎☼︎💧︎📬︎ 💧︎❄︎✋︎☹︎☹︎📪︎ ❄︎☟︎✋︎💧︎ ☟︎🕆︎💣︎✌︎☠︎ 💣︎✌︎✡︎ ☟︎✌︎✞︎☜︎ 💧︎⚐︎💣︎☜︎ 😐︎☜︎✡︎💧︎ ❄︎⚐︎ 💣︎✡︎ 🕈︎⚐︎☼︎😐︎📬︎

[ LUCKILY THEY WERE RESCUED BY INK, THOUGH NOT WITHOUT SOME MENTAL AND EMOTIONAL SCARS. STILL, THIS HUMAN MAY HAVE SOME KEYS TO MY WORK. ]

🕈︎✋︎❄︎☟︎ ❄︎☟︎☜︎💧︎☜︎ 🏱︎☜︎⚐︎🏱︎☹︎☜︎ ❄︎⚐︎ ✌︎💧︎💧︎✋︎💧︎❄︎ 💣︎☜︎📪︎ ✋︎ 💧︎☜︎❄︎ ❄︎⚐︎ 🕈︎⚐︎☼︎😐︎ ⚐︎☠︎ 🕆︎☠︎👎︎☜︎☼︎💧︎❄︎✌︎☠︎👎︎✋︎☠︎☝︎ ❄︎☟︎☜︎ ☠︎✌︎❄︎🕆︎☼︎☜︎ ⚐︎☞︎ ❄︎☟︎☜︎ 💧︎⚐︎🕆︎☹︎📬︎ ✋︎❄︎💧︎ ✌︎👌︎✋︎☹︎✋︎❄︎✋︎☜︎💧︎ 👍︎⚐︎☠︎👍︎☜︎☼︎☠︎✋︎☠︎☝︎ ❄︎✋︎💣︎☜︎ ✌︎☠︎👎︎ 💣︎✌︎☝︎✋︎👍︎📪︎ ✌︎💧︎ 🕈︎☜︎☹︎☹︎ ✌︎💧︎ ✋︎❄︎💧︎ 💧︎❄︎☼︎✌︎☠︎☝︎☜︎ 👍︎⚐︎☠︎☠︎☜︎👍︎❄︎✋︎⚐︎☠︎ ❄︎⚐︎ ❄︎☟︎☜︎ ✞︎⚐︎✋︎👎︎📬︎

[ WITH THESE PEOPLE TO ASSIST ME, I SET TO WORK ON UNDERSTANDING THE NATURE OF THE SOUL. ITS ABILITIES CONCERNING TIME AND MAGIC, AS WELL AS ITS STRANGE CONNECTION TO THE VOID. ]

💣︎✡︎ ☼︎☜︎💧︎🕆︎☹︎❄︎💧︎ ✌︎☼︎☜︎ 💧︎❄︎☼︎✌︎☠︎☝︎☜︎📪︎ ✌︎☠︎👎︎ 💣︎✡︎ ❄︎☟︎☜︎⚐︎☼︎✋︎☜︎💧︎⑤︎ 💧︎❄︎☼︎✌︎☠︎☝︎☜︎☼︎📬︎

[ MY RESULTS ARE STRANGE, AND MY THEORIES… STRANGER. ]

☹︎⚐︎☠︎☝︎ ☟︎✌︎✞︎☜︎ 🕈︎☜︎ 👌︎☜︎☹︎✋︎☜︎✞︎☜︎👎︎ ❄︎☟︎✌︎❄︎ ❄︎☟︎☜︎ 💧︎⚐︎🕆︎☹︎ ✋︎💧︎ 💣︎✌︎👎︎☜︎ ⚐︎☞︎ 💣︎✌︎☝︎✋︎👍︎📪︎ ❄︎☟︎✌︎❄︎ ✋︎❄︎ ✋︎💧︎ 💣︎✌︎👎︎☜︎ 🕆︎🏱︎ ⚐︎☞︎ 💧︎⚐︎💣︎☜︎ 👍︎⚐︎💣︎👌︎✋︎☠︎✌︎❄︎✋︎⚐︎☠︎ ⚐︎☞︎ ❄︎☟︎☜︎ ❄︎☼︎✌︎✋︎❄︎💧︎ 🕈︎☜︎ 😐︎☠︎⚐︎🕈︎📪︎ ✌︎☠︎👎︎ ❄︎☟︎✌︎❄︎ ✋︎❄︎ ✋︎💧︎ ❄︎☟︎☜︎ 💧︎❄︎☼︎☜︎☠︎☝︎❄︎☟︎ ⚐︎☞︎ ❄︎☟︎☜︎💧︎☜︎ ❄︎☼︎✌︎✋︎❄︎💧︎ ❄︎☟︎✌︎❄︎ ✌︎☹︎☹︎⚐︎🕈︎💧︎ ❄︎☟︎☜︎ 💧︎⚐︎🕆︎☹︎ ❄︎⚐︎ 👎︎⚐︎ ❄︎☟︎✋︎☠︎☝︎💧︎📬︎ ✌︎ 💧︎⚐︎🕆︎☹︎ 🕈︎✋︎❄︎☟︎⚐︎🕆︎❄︎ ✌︎ 🏱︎☟︎✡︎💧︎✋︎👍︎✌︎☹︎ 👌︎⚐︎👎︎✡︎ 👍︎✌︎☠︎ ☞︎⚐︎☼︎💣︎ ⚐︎☠︎☜︎📪︎ ✌︎💧︎ ✌︎ 💣︎⚐︎☠︎💧︎❄︎☜︎☼︎ 👎︎⚐︎☜︎💧︎📪︎ ⚐︎🕆︎❄︎ ⚐︎☞︎ 💣︎✌︎☝︎✋︎👍︎📬︎ 🕈︎☟︎✋︎☹︎☜︎ ☟︎🕆︎💣︎✌︎☠︎ 💧︎⚐︎🕆︎☹︎💧︎ ✌︎☼︎☜︎ ☠︎⚐︎❄︎ ❄︎☟︎✋︎💧︎ ☜︎✌︎💧︎✋︎☹︎✡︎ ✌︎👎︎✌︎🏱︎❄︎✌︎👌︎☹︎☜︎ ✌︎☠︎👎︎ ✋︎☠︎💧︎❄︎☜︎✌︎👎︎ ✌︎☼︎☜︎ 🏱︎☼︎⚐︎❄︎☜︎👍︎❄︎☜︎👎︎ 👌︎✡︎ ✌︎ 💧︎☟︎☜︎☹︎☹︎ ⚐︎☞︎ ☞︎☹︎☜︎💧︎☟︎ ✌︎☠︎👎︎ 👌︎⚐︎☠︎☜︎📬︎

[ LONG HAVE WE BELIEVED THAT THE SOUL IS MADE OF MAGIC, THAT IT IS MADE UP OF SOME COMBINATION OF THE TRAITS WE KNOW, AND THAT IT IS THE STRENGTH OF THESE TRAITS THAT ALLOWS THE SOUL TO DO THINGS. A SOUL WITHOUT A PHYSICAL BODY CAN FORM ONE, AS A MONSTER DOES, OUT OF MAGIC. WHILE HUMAN SOULS ARE NOT THIS EASILY ADAPTABLE AND INSTEAD ARE PROTECTED BY A SHELL OF FLESH AND BONE. ]

👌︎🕆︎❄︎ ☟︎✌︎✞︎☜︎ 🕈︎☜︎ ☜︎✞︎☜︎☼︎ ❄︎✌︎😐︎☜︎☠︎ ✌︎ 👍︎☹︎⚐︎💧︎☜︎☼︎ ☹︎⚐︎⚐︎😐︎ ✌︎❄︎ 🕈︎☟︎✌︎❄︎ ☟︎✌︎🏱︎🏱︎☜︎☠︎💧︎ ✋︎☠︎💧︎✋︎👎︎☜︎ ✌︎ ☟︎🕆︎💣︎✌︎☠︎ 💧︎⚐︎🕆︎☹︎ ⚐︎✞︎☜︎☼︎ ❄︎✋︎💣︎☜︎✍︎ 🏱︎☜︎☜︎☼︎✋︎☠︎☝︎ ✋︎☠︎❄︎⚐︎ ✌︎ 🕆︎☠︎✋︎✞︎☜︎☼︎💧︎☜︎ ✋︎ ☜︎☠︎👎︎☜︎✌︎✞︎⚐︎☼︎☜︎👎︎ ❄︎⚐︎ 👎︎⚐︎ 💧︎⚐︎📬︎ 🕈︎✋︎❄︎☟︎✋︎☠︎ ❄︎☟︎✌︎❄︎ 👌︎⚐︎👎︎✡︎ 👍︎⚐︎💣︎🏱︎⚐︎💧︎☜︎👎︎ ⚐︎☞︎ 🏱︎☟︎✡︎💧︎✋︎👍︎✌︎☹︎ 💣︎✌︎❄︎❄︎☜︎☼︎📪︎ ❄︎☟︎☜︎✋︎☼︎ ✋︎☠︎☠︎✌︎❄︎☜︎ 💣︎✌︎☝︎✋︎👍︎ ✌︎☠︎👎︎ 🏱︎☜︎☼︎💧︎⚐︎☠︎✌︎☹︎ ✈︎🕆︎✌︎☹︎✋︎❄︎✋︎☜︎💧︎ ✌︎☼︎☜︎ ☼︎☜︎☞︎☹︎☜︎👍︎❄︎☜︎👎︎ ☜︎☠︎👎︎☹︎☜︎💧︎💧︎☹︎✡︎ 👌︎✌︎👍︎😐︎ ✌︎❄︎ ❄︎☟︎☜︎💣︎💧︎☜︎☹︎✞︎☜︎💧︎📪︎ ☝︎☼︎⚐︎🕈︎✋︎☠︎☝︎ 💧︎❄︎☼︎⚐︎☠︎☝︎☜︎☼︎ 🕈︎✋︎❄︎☟︎ ❄︎☟︎☜︎✋︎☼︎ 💧︎☜︎☠︎💧︎☜︎ ⚐︎☞︎ 💧︎☜︎☹︎☞︎📪︎ ✌︎☹︎☹︎⚐︎🕈︎✋︎☠︎☝︎ ❄︎☟︎☜︎✋︎☼︎ 💧︎⚐︎🕆︎☹︎💧︎ ❄︎⚐︎ ❄︎✌︎😐︎☜︎ ⚐︎☠︎ ❄︎☟︎⚐︎💧︎☜︎ ☞︎✌︎💣︎✋︎☹︎✋︎✌︎☼︎ 👍︎⚐︎☹︎⚐︎☼︎💧︎ ✌︎💧︎ ❄︎☟︎☜︎ ❄︎☼︎✌︎✋︎❄︎💧︎ 👌︎🕆︎✋︎☹︎👎︎ 🕆︎🏱︎ 🕈︎✋︎❄︎☟︎ ❄︎✋︎💣︎☜︎📬︎

[ BUT HAVE WE EVER TAKEN A CLOSER LOOK AT WHAT HAPPENS INSIDE A HUMAN SOUL OVER TIME? PEERING INTO A UNIVERSE I ENDEAVORED TO DO SO. WITHIN THAT BODY COMPOSED OF PHYSICAL MATTER, THEIR INNATE MAGIC AND PERSONAL QUALITIES ARE REFLECTED ENDLESSLY BACK AT THEMSELVES, GROWING STRONGER WITH THEIR SENSE OF SELF, ALLOWING THEIR SOULS TO TAKE ON THOSE FAMILIAR COLORS AS THE TRAITS BUILD UP WITH TIME. ]

💧︎🕆︎👍︎☟︎ ✌︎ ❄︎☟︎✋︎☠︎☝︎ 🕈︎⚐︎🕆︎☹︎👎︎ ☜︎✠︎🏱︎☹︎✌︎✋︎☠︎ 🕈︎☟︎✡︎ ❄︎☟︎☜︎✡︎ ✌︎☼︎☜︎ 🕆︎☠︎✌︎👌︎☹︎☜︎ ❄︎⚐︎ 🕆︎💧︎☜︎ 💣︎✌︎☝︎✋︎👍︎📪︎ ✌︎💧︎ ✋︎❄︎ 👍︎⚐︎🕆︎☹︎👎︎☠︎❼︎❄︎ ☜︎✌︎💧︎✋︎☹︎✡︎ ☜︎💧︎👍︎✌︎🏱︎☜︎📬︎ ❄︎☟︎☜︎ 👌︎🕆︎✋︎☹︎👎︎🕆︎🏱︎ ⚐︎☞︎ ❄︎☟︎☜︎💧︎☜︎ ❄︎☼︎✌︎✋︎❄︎💧︎ ✌︎☠︎👎︎ ❄︎☟︎☜︎✋︎☼︎ ☼︎✌︎🕈︎ 🏱︎⚐︎🕈︎☜︎☼︎ 🕈︎⚐︎🕆︎☹︎👎︎ ☜︎✞︎☜︎☠︎❄︎🕆︎✌︎☹︎☹︎✡︎ 😐︎✋︎☹︎☹︎ ❄︎☟︎☜︎💣︎📪︎ ☜︎☠︎💧︎🕆︎☼︎✋︎☠︎☝︎ ❄︎☟︎✌︎❄︎ ☟︎🕆︎💣︎✌︎☠︎ ☹︎✋︎✞︎☜︎💧︎ ✌︎☼︎☜︎ ☠︎☜︎👍︎☜︎💧︎💧︎✌︎☼︎✋︎☹︎✡︎ 💧︎☟︎⚐︎☼︎❄︎☜︎☼︎ ❄︎☟︎✌︎☠︎ 💣︎⚐︎☠︎💧︎❄︎☜︎☼︎💧︎ 🕈︎☟︎⚐︎ 👍︎✌︎☠︎ ☼︎☜︎💣︎⚐︎✞︎☜︎ ☜︎✠︎👍︎☜︎💧︎💧︎ 🏱︎⚐︎🕈︎☜︎☼︎ ✌︎☠︎👎︎ ❄︎☼︎✌︎✋︎❄︎💧︎ ❄︎☟︎☼︎⚐︎🕆︎☝︎☟︎ 🕆︎💧︎☜︎ ⚐︎☞︎ ❄︎☟︎☜︎✋︎☼︎ 💣︎✌︎☝︎✋︎👍︎📪︎ 🏱︎☼︎⚐︎☹︎⚐︎☠︎☝︎✋︎☠︎☝︎ ❄︎☟︎☜︎✋︎☼︎ ☹︎✋︎☞︎☜︎ ☞︎⚐︎☼︎ ☹︎⚐︎☠︎☝︎ 🏱︎☜︎☼︎✋︎⚐︎👎︎💧︎ ⚐︎☞︎ ❄︎✋︎💣︎☜︎📬︎

[ SUCH A THING WOULD EXPLAIN WHY THEY ARE UNABLE TO USE MAGIC, AS IT COULDN’T EASILY ESCAPE. THE BUILDUP OF THESE TRAITS AND THEIR RAW POWER WOULD EVENTUALLY KILL THEM, ENSURING THAT HUMAN LIVES ARE NECESSARILY SHORTER THAN MONSTERS WHO CAN REMOVE EXCESS POWER AND TRAITS THROUGH USE OF THEIR MAGIC, PROLONGING THEIR LIFE FOR LONG PERIODS OF TIME. ]

👌︎⚐︎💧︎💧︎ 💣︎⚐︎☠︎💧︎❄︎☜︎☼︎💧︎ ✌︎☼︎☜︎ ✌︎ 👎︎✋︎☞︎☞︎☜︎☼︎☜︎☠︎❄︎ 👍︎✌︎💧︎☜︎📪︎ ❄︎☟︎⚐︎💧︎☜︎ 🕈︎✋︎❄︎☟︎ ✌︎ ☠︎✌︎❄︎🕆︎☼︎✌︎☹︎ ☼︎☜︎💧︎✋︎☹︎✋︎☜︎☠︎👍︎☜︎ ❄︎⚐︎ 💣︎✌︎☝︎✋︎👍︎📪︎ ☜︎✞︎☜︎☠︎ ❄︎☟︎☜︎✋︎☼︎ ⚐︎🕈︎☠︎📬︎ 🕈︎☟︎✋︎👍︎☟︎ ✌︎☹︎☹︎⚐︎🕈︎💧︎ ❄︎☟︎☜︎💣︎ ❄︎⚐︎ 👍︎☟︎✌︎☠︎☠︎☜︎☹︎ ☟︎🕆︎☝︎☜︎ ✌︎💣︎⚐︎🕆︎☠︎❄︎💧︎ ⚐︎☞︎ ✋︎❄︎ ✌︎❄︎ ✌︎ ❄︎✋︎💣︎☜︎📪︎ 💣︎✌︎😐︎✋︎☠︎☝︎ ❄︎☟︎☜︎💣︎ 🏱︎⚐︎🕈︎☜︎☼︎☞︎🕆︎☹︎ ✌︎☠︎👎︎ 👎︎✌︎☠︎☝︎☜︎☼︎⚐︎🕆︎💧︎📪︎ ☜︎✞︎☜︎☠︎ 💧︎☟︎⚐︎🕆︎☹︎👎︎ ❄︎☟︎☜︎✋︎☼︎ ✌︎👍︎❄︎🕆︎✌︎☹︎ 💣︎✌︎☝︎✋︎👍︎✌︎☹︎ 👌︎⚐︎👎︎✋︎☜︎💧︎ 👌︎☜︎ ✋︎☠︎👍︎☼︎☜︎👎︎✋︎👌︎☹︎✡︎ 🕈︎☜︎✌︎😐︎📬︎

[ BOSS MONSTERS ARE A DIFFERENT CASE, THOSE WITH A NATURAL RESILIENCE TO MAGIC, EVEN THEIR OWN. WHICH ALLOWS THEM TO CHANNEL HUGE AMOUNTS OF IT AT A TIME, MAKING THEM POWERFUL AND DANGEROUS, EVEN SHOULD THEIR ACTUAL MAGICAL BODIES BE INCREDIBLY WEAK. ]

✌︎💧︎☝︎⚐︎☼︎☜︎ 🕈︎✌︎💧︎ ✌︎ 👌︎⚐︎💧︎💧︎ 💣︎⚐︎☠︎💧︎❄︎☜︎☼︎📪︎ ✌︎💧︎ 🕈︎✌︎💧︎ ❄︎⚐︎☼︎✋︎☜︎☹︎📬︎ 👌︎🕆︎❄︎ ❄︎☟︎☜︎ ✌︎🏱︎🏱︎☜︎✌︎☼︎✌︎☠︎👍︎☜︎ ✌︎☠︎👎︎ 💧︎☟︎✌︎🏱︎☜︎ ⚐︎☞︎ ✌︎ 👌︎⚐︎💧︎💧︎ 💣︎⚐︎☠︎💧︎❄︎☜︎☼︎❼︎💧︎ 🏱︎☟︎✡︎💧︎✋︎👍︎✌︎☹︎ ☞︎⚐︎☼︎💣︎ ✋︎💧︎ 🕆︎☠︎✋︎💣︎🏱︎⚐︎☼︎❄︎✌︎☠︎❄︎📬︎ 🕈︎☟︎✌︎❄︎ 💣︎✌︎❄︎❄︎☜︎☼︎💧︎ ✋︎💧︎ ❄︎☟︎✌︎❄︎ ☼︎☜︎💧︎✋︎☹︎✋︎☜︎☠︎👍︎☜︎📬︎ ✋︎ 💧︎🕆︎💧︎🏱︎☜︎👍︎❄︎ ❄︎☟︎✌︎❄︎ 💣︎✌︎☠︎✡︎ 💧︎✌︎☠︎💧︎☜︎💧︎📪︎ 👌︎⚐︎❄︎☟︎ 💣︎✡︎ ⚐︎🕈︎☠︎ ✌︎☠︎👎︎ ⚐︎❄︎☟︎☜︎☼︎💧︎📪︎ ✌︎☼︎☜︎ 👌︎⚐︎💧︎💧︎ 💣︎⚐︎☠︎💧︎❄︎☜︎☼︎💧︎ ⚐︎☞︎ ✌︎ 😐︎✋︎☠︎👎︎📬︎ 🕈︎☜︎✌︎😐︎ ✋︎☠︎ 👌︎⚐︎👎︎✡︎📪︎ 👌︎🕆︎❄︎ ✌︎👌︎☹︎☜︎ ❄︎⚐︎ 🕆︎💧︎☜︎ ✞︎✌︎💧︎❄︎ ✌︎💣︎⚐︎🕆︎☠︎❄︎💧︎ ⚐︎☞︎ 💣︎✌︎☝︎✋︎👍︎ 🕈︎✋︎❄︎☟︎ ☹︎✋︎❄︎❄︎☹︎☜︎ 👎︎✌︎💣︎✌︎☝︎☜︎ ❄︎⚐︎ ❄︎☟︎☜︎💣︎💧︎☜︎☹︎✞︎☜︎💧︎📬︎

[ ASGORE WAS A BOSS MONSTER, AS WAS TORIEL. BUT THE APPEARANCE AND SHAPE OF A BOSS MONSTER’S PHYSICAL FORM IS UNIMPORTANT. WHAT MATTERS IS THAT RESILIENCE. I SUSPECT THAT MANY SANSES, BOTH MY OWN AND OTHERS, ARE BOSS MONSTERS OF A KIND. WEAK IN BODY, BUT ABLE TO USE VAST AMOUNTS OF MAGIC WITH LITTLE DAMAGE TO THEMSELVES. ]

⚐︎❄︎☟︎☜︎☼︎💧︎ 💧︎🕆︎👍︎☟︎ ✌︎💧︎ 🕆︎☠︎👎︎✡︎☠︎☜︎ ✌︎☠︎👎︎ 🏱︎✌︎🏱︎✡︎☼︎🕆︎💧︎ 💣︎✌︎✡︎ 👌︎☜︎ 👌︎⚐︎💧︎💧︎☜︎💧︎ ✌︎💧︎ 🕈︎☜︎☹︎☹︎📬︎

[ OTHERS SUCH AS UNDYNE AND PAPYRUS MAY BE BOSSES AS WELL. ]

☟︎🕆︎💣︎✌︎☠︎💧︎ ❄︎⚐︎⚐︎ 💧︎☜︎☜︎💣︎ ❄︎⚐︎ ☟︎✌︎✞︎☜︎ ✌︎☠︎ ☜︎✈︎🕆︎✋︎✞︎✌︎☹︎☜︎☠︎❄︎📪︎ ❄︎☟︎⚐︎💧︎☜︎ ☟︎🕆︎💣︎✌︎☠︎💧︎ 🕈︎☟︎⚐︎ 🏱︎⚐︎💧︎💧︎☜︎💧︎💧︎ ❄︎☟︎☜︎ ✌︎👌︎✋︎☹︎✋︎❄︎✡︎ ❄︎⚐︎ 👍︎☟︎✌︎☠︎☠︎☜︎☹︎ ❄︎☟︎☜︎✋︎☼︎ 💣︎✌︎☝︎✋︎👍︎ 👎︎☜︎💧︎🏱︎✋︎❄︎☜︎ ❄︎☟︎☜︎ 🏱︎☟︎✡︎💧︎✋︎👍︎✌︎☹︎ 👌︎⚐︎👎︎✡︎ ❄︎☟︎✌︎❄︎ ☠︎⚐︎☼︎💣︎✌︎☹︎☹︎✡︎ 🏱︎☼︎☜︎✞︎☜︎☠︎❄︎💧︎ ✋︎❄︎📬︎ 🕈︎☜︎ 👍︎✌︎☹︎☹︎☜︎👎︎ ❄︎☟︎☜︎💣︎ 💣︎✌︎☝︎☜︎💧︎📬︎

[ HUMANS TOO SEEM TO HAVE AN EQUIVALENT, THOSE HUMANS WHO POSSESS THE ABILITY TO CHANNEL THEIR MAGIC DESPITE THE PHYSICAL BODY THAT NORMALLY PREVENTS IT. WE CALLED THEM MAGES. ]

✋︎❄︎ ✋︎💧︎ ☹︎✋︎😐︎☜︎☹︎✡︎ ❄︎☟︎✌︎❄︎ ❄︎☟︎☜︎ ☟︎🕆︎💣︎✌︎☠︎💧︎ ☠︎✌︎💣︎☜︎👎︎ ☞︎☼︎✋︎💧︎😐︎ 🕈︎☟︎⚐︎ ☞︎✌︎☹︎☹︎ ✋︎☠︎❄︎⚐︎ ❄︎☟︎☜︎ 🕆︎☠︎👎︎☜︎☼︎☝︎☼︎⚐︎🕆︎☠︎👎︎ ✌︎☼︎☜︎ 💣︎✌︎☝︎☜︎💧︎ ⚐︎☞︎ 💧︎⚐︎☼︎❄︎💧︎📪︎ ❄︎☟︎⚐︎🕆︎☝︎☟︎ 🕆︎☠︎❄︎☼︎✌︎✋︎☠︎☜︎👎︎ ✌︎☠︎👎︎ 🕆︎☠︎❄︎☼︎✋︎☜︎👎︎📪︎ 👎︎☜︎💧︎❄︎✋︎☠︎☜︎👎︎ ❄︎⚐︎ 👎︎✋︎☜︎ ✌︎ ✞︎☜︎☼︎✡︎ ☟︎🕆︎💣︎✌︎☠︎ ✌︎☝︎☜︎📬︎ ✡︎☜︎❄︎ 🕈︎☟︎☜︎☠︎ ❄︎☟︎☜︎✋︎☼︎ 💧︎⚐︎🕆︎☹︎ ✋︎💧︎ 👌︎☼︎⚐︎😐︎☜︎☠︎ ✌︎❄︎ ❄︎☟︎☜︎✋︎☼︎ 👎︎☜︎✌︎❄︎☟︎📪︎ ❄︎☟︎☜︎ ✌︎💣︎⚐︎🕆︎☠︎❄︎ ⚐︎☞︎ 🏱︎⚐︎🕈︎☜︎☼︎ ✌︎☠︎👎︎ 👎︎☜︎❄︎☜︎☼︎💣︎✋︎☠︎✌︎❄︎✋︎⚐︎☠︎ ✌︎☼︎☜︎ ✌︎👌︎☹︎☜︎ ❄︎⚐︎ 👍︎☟︎✌︎☠︎☠︎☜︎☹︎ ✋︎☠︎ ❄︎☟︎✌︎❄︎ 💣︎⚐︎💣︎☜︎☠︎❄︎📪︎ 👍︎⚐︎💣︎👌︎✋︎☠︎☜︎👎︎ 🕈︎✋︎❄︎☟︎ ❄︎☟︎☜︎✋︎☼︎ ☼︎☜︎☞︎🕆︎💧︎✌︎☹︎ ❄︎⚐︎ 🏱︎☜︎☼︎✋︎💧︎☟︎ ⚐︎☼︎ ☝︎✋︎✞︎☜︎ 🕆︎🏱︎📪︎ ✋︎💧︎ ☜︎☠︎⚐︎🕆︎☝︎☟︎ ❄︎⚐︎ 🏱︎🕆︎💧︎☟︎ ❄︎☟︎☜︎💣︎ 👌︎✌︎👍︎😐︎🕈︎✌︎☼︎👎︎💧︎ ✋︎☠︎ ❄︎✋︎💣︎☜︎📪︎ 👎︎✋︎💧︎☼︎🕆︎🏱︎❄︎✋︎☠︎☝︎ ❄︎☟︎☜︎ 🕈︎☟︎⚐︎☹︎☜︎ ⚐︎☞︎ ❄︎☟︎☜︎ 👌︎☼︎✌︎☠︎👍︎☟︎ ⚐︎☞︎ ❄︎✋︎💣︎☜︎ ❄︎☟︎☜︎✡︎❼︎☼︎☜︎ ⚐︎☠︎📬︎

[ IT IS LIKELY THAT THE HUMANS NAMED FRISK WHO FALL INTO THE UNDERGROUND ARE MAGES OF SORTS, THOUGH UNTRAINED AND UNTRIED, DESTINED TO DIE A VERY HUMAN AGE. YET WHEN THEIR SOUL IS BROKEN AT THEIR DEATH, THE AMOUNT OF POWER AND DETERMINATION ARE ABLE TO CHANNEL IN THAT MOMENT, COMBINED WITH THEIR REFUSAL TO PERISH OR GIVE UP, IS ENOUGH TO PUSH THEM BACKWARDS IN TIME, DISRUPTING THE WHOLE OF THE BRANCH OF TIME THEY’RE ON. ]

✌︎ ☼︎☜︎💧︎☜︎❄︎📬︎ 👎︎☜︎❄︎☜︎☼︎💣︎✋︎☠︎✌︎❄︎✋︎⚐︎☠︎ ✋︎💧︎ ✌︎ 😐︎☜︎✡︎ ☞︎✌︎👍︎❄︎⚐︎☼︎📪︎ ✋︎ 😐︎☠︎⚐︎🕈︎📬︎ 👌︎🕆︎❄︎ 🕈︎☟︎✌︎❄︎ ✋︎💧︎ 👎︎☜︎❄︎☜︎☼︎💣︎✋︎☠︎✌︎❄︎✋︎⚐︎☠︎✍︎ ✋︎❄︎🕯︎💧︎ 🏱︎🕆︎☼︎🏱︎⚐︎💧︎☜︎✍︎ ❄︎☟︎☜︎ 💣︎☜︎☼︎☜︎ ☼︎☜︎☞︎🕆︎💧︎✌︎☹︎ ❄︎⚐︎ 👎︎✋︎☜︎✍︎ ❄︎⚐︎ 😐︎☜︎☜︎🏱︎ ☝︎⚐︎✋︎☠︎☝︎✍︎ ✋︎❄︎ ✋︎💧︎ 😐︎☜︎✡︎ ❄︎⚐︎ ❄︎☟︎✋︎💧︎ ❄︎☜︎💣︎🏱︎⚐︎☼︎✌︎☹︎ ✌︎👌︎✋︎☹︎✋︎❄︎✡︎📪︎ ✌︎💧︎ 💣︎✌︎☠︎✡︎ ⚐︎❄︎☟︎☜︎☼︎ 🏱︎⚐︎🕈︎☜︎☼︎☞︎🕆︎☹︎ ☟︎🕆︎💣︎✌︎☠︎ 💧︎⚐︎🕆︎☹︎💧︎ 💧︎✋︎💣︎🏱︎☹︎✡︎ 🏱︎☜︎☼︎✋︎💧︎☟︎☜︎👎︎ ✌︎☠︎👎︎ ☟︎✌︎👎︎ ❄︎☟︎☜︎✋︎☼︎ 💧︎⚐︎🕆︎☹︎💧︎ 👍︎✌︎🏱︎❄︎🕆︎☼︎☜︎👎︎📬︎

[ A RESET. DETERMINATION IS A KEY FACTOR, I KNOW. BUT WHAT IS DETERMINATION? IT'S PURPOSE? THE MERE REFUSAL TO DIE? TO KEEP GOING? IT IS KEY TO THIS TEMPORAL ABILITY, AS MANY OTHER POWERFUL HUMAN SOULS SIMPLY PERISHED AND HAD THEIR SOULS CAPTURED. ]

💣︎✡︎ ⚐︎☹︎👎︎ ☼︎☜︎💧︎☜︎✌︎☼︎👍︎☟︎ 🕈︎✌︎💧︎ ✋︎☠︎👍︎⚐︎💣︎🏱︎☹︎☜︎❄︎☜︎📬︎ 👌︎⚐︎❄︎☟︎ ✌︎☹︎🏱︎☟︎✡︎💧︎ ✌︎☠︎👎︎ ✋︎ 💧︎⚐︎🕆︎☝︎☟︎❄︎ ❄︎⚐︎ 🕆︎💧︎☜︎ 👎︎☜︎❄︎☜︎☼︎💣︎✋︎☠︎✌︎❄︎✋︎⚐︎☠︎📪︎ ❄︎☟︎✋︎☠︎😐︎✋︎☠︎☝︎ ❄︎☟︎✌︎❄︎ ✋︎❄︎💧︎ 🏱︎⚐︎🕈︎☜︎☼︎ 🕈︎⚐︎🕆︎☹︎👎︎ 👌︎☜︎ ☜︎☠︎⚐︎🕆︎☝︎☟︎ ❄︎⚐︎ 👌︎☼︎☜︎✌︎😐︎ ❄︎☟︎☜︎ 👌︎✌︎☼︎☼︎✋︎☜︎☼︎📪︎ 👌︎🕆︎❄︎ 🕈︎☜︎ 👎︎✋︎👎︎☠︎❼︎❄︎ ❄︎☼︎🕆︎☹︎✡︎ 🕆︎☠︎👎︎☜︎☼︎💧︎❄︎✌︎☠︎👎︎ ✋︎❄︎💧︎ ☠︎✌︎❄︎🕆︎☼︎☜︎📬︎

[ MY OLD RESEARCH WAS INCOMPLETE. BOTH ALPHYS AND I SOUGHT TO USE DETERMINATION, THINKING THAT ITS POWER WOULD BE ENOUGH TO BREAK THE BARRIER, BUT WE DIDN’T TRULY UNDERSTAND ITS NATURE. ]

✋︎❄︎ ✋︎💧︎ ☠︎⚐︎❄︎ 💣︎☜︎☼︎☜︎☹︎✡︎ ✌︎ ❄︎☼︎✌︎✋︎❄︎📪︎ 👌︎🕆︎❄︎ ✌︎☠︎ ☜︎💣︎⚐︎❄︎✋︎⚐︎☠︎ ✌︎💧︎ 🕈︎☜︎☹︎☹︎📬︎ 🕈︎☟︎☜︎☠︎ ⚐︎☠︎☜︎ ✋︎💧︎ 👎︎☜︎❄︎☜︎☼︎💣︎✋︎☠︎☜︎👎︎📪︎ ✋︎❄︎ 💣︎☜︎✌︎☠︎💧︎ ❄︎☟︎✌︎❄︎ ⚐︎☠︎☜︎ ✋︎💧︎ 🏱︎☼︎☜︎🏱︎✌︎☼︎✋︎☠︎☝︎ ❄︎⚐︎ ☞︎✌︎👍︎☜︎ 👎︎✋︎☞︎☞︎✋︎👍︎🕆︎☹︎❄︎ 👍︎☟︎✌︎☹︎☹︎☜︎☠︎☝︎☜︎💧︎📪︎ 👌︎🕆︎❄︎ 🕈︎✋︎☹︎☹︎ ☼︎☜︎☞︎🕆︎💧︎☜︎ ❄︎⚐︎ ✌︎👍︎👍︎☜︎🏱︎❄︎ ✌︎☠︎✡︎ ✌︎☠︎💧︎🕈︎☜︎☼︎ ⚐︎❄︎☟︎☜︎☼︎ ❄︎☟︎✌︎☠︎ 💧︎🕆︎👍︎👍︎☜︎💧︎💧︎ ✋︎☠︎ ❄︎☟︎☜︎✋︎☼︎ ☝︎⚐︎✌︎☹︎💧︎📬︎ ☠︎⚐︎❄︎ ☜︎✞︎☜︎☠︎ 👎︎☜︎✌︎❄︎☟︎ ✋︎💧︎ ✌︎☠︎ ✌︎☹︎❄︎☜︎☼︎☠︎✌︎❄︎✋︎✞︎☜︎📪︎ ☠︎⚐︎❄︎ 🕆︎☠︎☹︎☜︎💧︎💧︎ ❄︎☟︎☜︎✡︎ ☝︎✋︎✞︎☜︎ 🕆︎🏱︎📬︎

[ IT IS NOT MERELY A TRAIT, BUT AN EMOTION AS WELL. WHEN ONE IS DETERMINED, IT MEANS THAT ONE IS PREPARING TO FACE DIFFICULT CHALLENGES, BUT WILL REFUSE TO ACCEPT ANY ANSWER OTHER THAN SUCCESS IN THEIR GOALS. NOT EVEN DEATH IS AN ALTERNATIVE, NOT UNLESS THEY GIVE UP. ]

👎︎☜︎❄︎☜︎☼︎💣︎✋︎☠︎✌︎❄︎✋︎⚐︎☠︎ ✋︎💧︎ ✌︎☠︎ ☜︎✠︎❄︎☜︎☠︎💧︎✋︎⚐︎☠︎ ⚐︎☞︎ ✌︎ ☝︎☼︎☜︎✌︎❄︎☜︎☼︎ 🏱︎⚐︎🕈︎☜︎☼︎📪︎ ⚐︎☠︎☜︎ ✋︎ 👌︎☜︎☹︎✋︎☜︎✞︎☜︎ 💣︎🕆︎💧︎❄︎ 👌︎☜︎ ❄︎☟︎☜︎ ☼︎☜︎✌︎☹︎ ☼︎☜︎✌︎💧︎⚐︎☠︎ ✋︎❄︎ 👍︎✌︎☠︎ ✌︎☞︎☞︎☜︎👍︎❄︎ ❄︎☟︎☜︎ ✞︎⚐︎✋︎👎︎ 🕈︎☟︎☜︎☼︎☜︎ ☠︎⚐︎❄︎☟︎✋︎☠︎☝︎ ☜︎☹︎💧︎☜︎ 👍︎✌︎☠︎📬︎ 👎︎☜︎❄︎☜︎☼︎💣︎✋︎☠︎✌︎❄︎✋︎⚐︎☠︎ ✋︎💧︎ ☠︎⚐︎❄︎☟︎✋︎☠︎☝︎ 💣︎⚐︎☼︎☜︎ ❄︎☟︎✌︎☠︎ ✌︎ ❄︎⚐︎⚐︎☹︎📬︎ ✌︎☠︎ ✋︎☠︎💧︎❄︎☼︎🕆︎💣︎☜︎☠︎❄︎ 👌︎✡︎ 🕈︎☟︎✋︎👍︎☟︎ ❄︎☟︎☜︎ 🕈︎✋︎☹︎☹︎ ⚐︎☞︎ ✌︎ 🏱︎☜︎☼︎💧︎⚐︎☠︎ ✌︎❄︎❄︎☜︎💣︎🏱︎❄︎💧︎ ❄︎⚐︎ 🏱︎🕆︎💧︎☟︎ ✋︎❄︎💧︎ 👎︎☜︎💧︎✋︎☼︎☜︎ 🕆︎🏱︎⚐︎☠︎ ☼︎☜︎✌︎☹︎✋︎❄︎✡︎📬︎ ❄︎☟︎☜︎ 💧︎❄︎☼︎⚐︎☠︎☝︎☜︎☼︎ ❄︎☟︎☜︎ 🕈︎✋︎☹︎☹︎📪︎ ❄︎☟︎☜︎ 💣︎⚐︎☼︎☜︎ 👎︎☜︎❄︎☜︎☼︎💣︎✋︎☠︎✌︎❄︎✋︎⚐︎☠︎📪︎ ❄︎☟︎☜︎ 💣︎⚐︎☼︎☜︎ ☼︎☜︎✌︎☹︎✋︎❄︎✡︎ 🕈︎✋︎☹︎☹︎ ☝︎✋︎✞︎☜︎ 🕈︎✌︎✡︎ 🕆︎☠︎👎︎☜︎☼︎ 🏱︎☼︎☜︎💧︎💧︎🕆︎☼︎☜︎📬︎

[ DETERMINATION IS AN EXTENSION OF A GREATER POWER, ONE I BELIEVE MUST BE THE REAL REASON IT CAN AFFECT THE VOID WHERE NOTHING ELSE CAN. DETERMINATION IS NOTHING MORE THAN A TOOL. AN INSTRUMENT BY WHICH THE WILL OF A PERSON ATTEMPTS TO PUSH ITS DESIRE UPON REALITY. THE STRONGER THE WILL, THE MORE DETERMINATION, THE MORE REALITY WILL GIVE WAY UNDER PRESSURE. ]

🕆︎🏱︎⚐︎☠︎ 👎︎☜︎✌︎❄︎☟︎📪︎ 💧︎🕆︎👍︎☟︎ ✌︎☠︎ ✌︎💣︎⚐︎🕆︎☠︎❄︎ ⚐︎☞︎ 👎︎☜︎❄︎☜︎☼︎💣︎✋︎☠︎✌︎❄︎✋︎⚐︎☠︎ ✋︎💧︎ ☼︎☜︎☹︎☜︎✌︎💧︎☜︎👎︎📪︎ ☝︎⚐︎✞︎☜︎☼︎☠︎☜︎👎︎ 👌︎✡︎ ❄︎☟︎☜︎ 🕈︎✋︎☹︎☹︎❼︎💧︎ ☞︎✋︎☠︎✌︎☹︎ ✋︎☠︎💧︎❄︎✋︎☠︎👍︎❄︎✋︎✞︎☜︎ 👎︎☜︎💧︎✋︎☼︎☜︎ ❄︎⚐︎ ☹︎✋︎✞︎☜︎ ✌︎❄︎ ✌︎☹︎☹︎ 👍︎⚐︎💧︎❄︎💧︎📪︎ ✌︎☠︎👎︎ ❄︎✋︎💣︎☜︎ ✋︎❄︎💧︎☜︎☹︎☞︎ ✋︎💧︎ ☞︎⚐︎☼︎👍︎☜︎👎︎ ✋︎☠︎❄︎⚐︎ ✌︎ 🏱︎✌︎❄︎❄︎☜︎☼︎☠︎ ❄︎☟︎✌︎❄︎ ✌︎☹︎☹︎⚐︎🕈︎💧︎ ❄︎☟︎☜︎ 🕈︎⚐︎☼︎☹︎👎︎ ❄︎⚐︎ 👌︎☜︎ ❄︎🕆︎☼︎☠︎☜︎👎︎ 👌︎✌︎👍︎😐︎📬︎

[ UPON DEATH, SUCH AN AMOUNT OF DETERMINATION IS RELEASED, GOVERNED BY THE WILL’S FINAL INSTINCTIVE DESIRE TO LIVE AT ALL COSTS, AND TIME ITSELF IS FORCED INTO A PATTERN THAT ALLOWS THE WORLD TO BE TURNED BACK. ]

✌︎☠︎👎︎ ❄︎☟︎☜︎ ✞︎⚐︎✋︎👎︎✍︎ ✋︎❄︎ 👍︎✌︎☠︎ 👌︎☜︎ 💧︎☟︎✌︎🏱︎☜︎👎︎📪︎ 💧︎☟︎✌︎🏱︎☜︎👎︎ 👌︎✡︎ ❄︎☟︎☜︎ ☞︎⚐︎☼︎👍︎☜︎ ⚐︎☞︎ 🕈︎✋︎☹︎☹︎📬︎ 💧︎⚐︎💣︎☜︎⚐︎☠︎☜︎ 🕈︎✋︎❄︎☟︎ ☜︎☠︎⚐︎🕆︎☝︎☟︎ 👎︎☜︎❄︎☜︎☼︎💣︎✋︎☠︎✌︎❄︎✋︎⚐︎☠︎ 👍︎⚐︎🕆︎☹︎👎︎ 💧︎🕆︎☼︎✞︎✋︎✞︎☜︎ ✋︎☠︎ ❄︎☟︎☜︎ ✞︎⚐︎✋︎👎︎ ☞︎⚐︎☼︎ ✌︎ ❄︎✋︎💣︎☜︎📬︎ ☼︎☜︎❄︎✌︎✋︎☠︎ ❄︎☟︎☜︎✋︎☼︎ 💧︎☜︎☠︎💧︎☜︎ ⚐︎☞︎ 💧︎☜︎☹︎☞︎📬︎

[ AND THE VOID? IT CAN BE SHAPED, SHAPED BY THE FORCE OF WILL. SOMEONE WITH ENOUGH DETERMINATION COULD SURVIVE IN THE VOID FOR A TIME. RETAIN THEIR SENSE OF SELF. ]

👌︎🕆︎❄︎ ❄︎☟︎☜︎ ☠︎🕆︎💣︎👌︎☜︎☼︎💧︎ 👎︎⚐︎ ☠︎⚐︎❄︎ ✌︎👎︎👎︎ 🕆︎🏱︎📬︎

[ BUT THE NUMBERS DO NOT ADD UP. ]

💧︎⚐︎💣︎☜︎🕈︎☟︎☜︎☼︎☜︎ ✋︎ 💣︎🕆︎💧︎❄︎ 👌︎☜︎ 💣︎✋︎💧︎💧︎✋︎☠︎☝︎ ✌︎☠︎ ☜︎✈︎🕆︎✌︎❄︎✋︎⚐︎☠︎📬︎

[ SOMEWHERE I MUST BE MISSING AN EQUATION. ]

☟︎⚐︎🕈︎ 👍︎✌︎☠︎ ✌︎☠︎✡︎❄︎☟︎✋︎☠︎☝︎ ☜︎✠︎✋︎💧︎❄︎ ❄︎☟︎☜︎☼︎☜︎ ☞︎⚐︎☼︎ ☹︎⚐︎☠︎☝︎☜︎☼︎✍︎ ❄︎☟︎⚐︎💧︎☜︎ 💧︎❄︎☼︎✌︎☠︎☝︎☜︎ 👌︎⚐︎👎︎✋︎☹︎☜︎💧︎💧︎📪︎ 💧︎⚐︎🕆︎☠︎👎︎☹︎☜︎💧︎💧︎ ✞︎⚐︎✋︎👍︎☜︎💧︎📬︎ ❄︎☟︎☜︎ ☼︎✋︎✞︎☜︎☼︎ ☞︎⚐︎☹︎😐︎📬︎ ☟︎⚐︎🕈︎ 👎︎⚐︎ ❄︎☟︎☜︎✡︎ ☹︎✋︎☠︎☝︎☜︎☼︎ ✋︎☠︎ ❄︎☟︎☜︎ ✞︎⚐︎✋︎👎︎ ✌︎☠︎👎︎ ☠︎⚐︎❄︎ 👌︎☜︎ 💧︎🕆︎👌︎💧︎🕆︎💣︎☜︎👎︎ 👌︎✡︎ ✋︎❄︎✍︎ ✌︎☠︎👎︎ ❄︎☟︎☜︎ 🕆︎☠︎✋︎✞︎☜︎☼︎💧︎☜︎💧︎📪︎ 🕈︎☟︎✌︎❄︎ ✋︎💧︎ ❄︎☟︎☜︎✋︎☼︎ ⚐︎☼︎✋︎☝︎✋︎☠︎✍︎ ✋︎☞︎ ❄︎☟︎☜︎ ✞︎⚐︎✋︎👎︎ ✋︎💧︎ ❄︎☟︎☜︎ 💧︎❄︎🕆︎☞︎☞︎ ☞︎☼︎⚐︎💣︎ 🕈︎☟︎✋︎👍︎☟︎ ☼︎☜︎✌︎☹︎✋︎❄︎✡︎ 👍︎✌︎☠︎ 👌︎☜︎ 💧︎☟︎✌︎🏱︎☜︎👎︎📪︎ ❄︎☟︎☜︎☠︎ 🕈︎☟︎⚐︎ ☟︎✌︎👎︎ ❄︎☟︎☜︎ 🕈︎✋︎☹︎☹︎ 💧︎❄︎☼︎⚐︎☠︎☝︎ ☜︎☠︎⚐︎🕆︎☝︎☟︎ ❄︎⚐︎ 💧︎☟︎✌︎🏱︎☜︎ ✋︎❄︎✍︎

[ HOW CAN ANYTHING EXIST THERE FOR LONGER? THOSE STRANGE BODILESS, SOUNDLESS VOICES. THE RIVER FOLK. HOW DO THEY LINGER IN THE VOID AND NOT BE SUBSUMED BY IT? AND THE UNIVERSES, WHAT IS THEIR ORIGIN? IF THE VOID IS THE STUFF FROM WHICH REALITY CAN BE SHAPED, THEN WHO HAD THE WILL STRONG ENOUGH TO SHAPE IT? ]

❄︎☟︎☜︎ ✌︎☠︎☝︎☜︎☹︎✍︎

[ THE ANGEL? ]

✋︎❄︎ ✋︎💧︎ ☼︎✋︎👎︎✋︎👍︎🕆︎☹︎⚐︎🕆︎💧︎ ❄︎⚐︎ ❄︎✌︎☹︎😐︎ ⚐︎☞︎ ☹︎✋︎☠︎☝︎☜︎☼︎✋︎☠︎☝︎ ✋︎☠︎ ❄︎☟︎☜︎ ✞︎⚐︎✋︎👎︎📪︎ ⚐︎☼︎ ❄︎☼︎✌︎✞︎☜︎☼︎💧︎✋︎☠︎☝︎ ✋︎❄︎📪︎ ✌︎💧︎ ✋︎❄︎ 👎︎⚐︎☜︎💧︎☠︎❼︎❄︎ 👍︎⚐︎☠︎❄︎✌︎✋︎☠︎ 💧︎🏱︎✌︎👍︎☜︎📬︎ ✡︎☜︎❄︎📪︎ 💧︎⚐︎💣︎☜︎❄︎☟︎✋︎☠︎☝︎ ✋︎☠︎ 💣︎☜︎ 👎︎☜︎💧︎🏱︎☜︎☼︎✌︎❄︎☜︎☹︎✡︎ ☞︎☜︎☜︎☹︎💧︎ ✌︎💧︎ ✋︎☞︎ ✋︎❼︎💣︎ 💧︎❄︎✌︎☼︎✋︎☠︎☝︎ ✋︎☠︎❄︎⚐︎ ✌︎ 👎︎☜︎☜︎🏱︎ 🕈︎☜︎☹︎☹︎📪︎ ✌︎☠︎👎︎ ✋︎ 👍︎✌︎☠︎☠︎⚐︎❄︎ ☟︎☜︎☹︎🏱︎ 👌︎🕆︎❄︎ 🕈︎⚐︎☠︎👎︎☜︎☼︎ 🕈︎☟︎✌︎❄︎ 💣︎✋︎☝︎☟︎❄︎ 👌︎☜︎ ☹︎🕆︎☼︎😐︎✋︎☠︎☝︎ ✋︎☠︎ ✋︎❄︎💧︎ 👎︎☜︎🏱︎❄︎☟︎💧︎📬︎

[ IT IS RIDICULOUS TO TALK OF LINGERING IN THE VOID, OR TRAVERSING IT, AS IT DOESN’T CONTAIN SPACE. YET, SOMETHING IN ME DESPERATELY FEELS AS IF I’M STARING INTO A DEEP WELL, AND I CANNOT HELP BUT WONDER WHAT MIGHT BE LURKING IN ITS DEPTHS. ]

❄︎☟︎☜︎ ✞︎⚐︎✋︎👎︎ ✋︎💧︎ ⚐︎☞︎ ❄︎☟︎☜︎ 🕈︎✋︎☹︎☹︎📪︎ ⚐︎☞︎ 🏱︎⚐︎💧︎💧︎✋︎👌︎✋︎☹︎✋︎❄︎✡︎📪︎ ⚐︎☞︎ 👎︎☼︎☜︎✌︎💣︎💧︎📪︎ ⚐︎☞︎ ✋︎💣︎✌︎☝︎✋︎☠︎✌︎❄︎✋︎⚐︎☠︎📪︎ ⚐︎☞︎ ✌︎👌︎💧︎❄︎☼︎✌︎👍︎❄︎✋︎⚐︎☠︎💧︎📬︎

[ THE VOID IS OF THE WILL, OF POSSIBILITY, OF DREAMS, OF IMAGINATION, OF ABSTRACTIONS. ]

✋︎ 💣︎🕆︎💧︎❄︎ ☞︎✋︎☠︎👎︎ ✌︎ 🕈︎✌︎✡︎ ❄︎⚐︎ 💧︎✌︎☞︎☜︎☹︎✡︎ 🕈︎✌︎☹︎😐︎ ✋︎❄︎💧︎ 🏱︎✌︎❄︎☟︎💧︎📪︎ ⚐︎☼︎ ❄︎☼︎✌︎✞︎☜︎☹︎ ✌︎☹︎⚐︎☠︎☝︎ ✋︎❄︎💧︎ ☼︎✋︎✞︎☜︎☼︎💧︎ ✌︎💧︎ ❄︎☟︎☜︎ ☼︎✋︎✞︎☜︎☼︎ ☞︎⚐︎☹︎😐︎ 💣︎✋︎☝︎☟︎❄︎ 💧︎✌︎✡︎📬︎ ❄︎☟︎☜︎☼︎☜︎ 💣︎🕆︎💧︎❄︎ 👌︎☜︎ ✌︎ 🕆︎☠︎✋︎✞︎☜︎☼︎💧︎☜︎ 💧︎⚐︎💣︎☜︎🕈︎☟︎☜︎☼︎☜︎ 🕈︎✋︎❄︎☟︎ ✌︎ 🏱︎☜︎☼︎💧︎⚐︎☠︎ 👎︎☜︎❄︎☜︎☼︎💣︎✋︎☠︎☜︎👎︎ ☜︎☠︎⚐︎🕆︎☝︎☟︎ ❄︎⚐︎ 👍︎☼︎☜︎✌︎❄︎☜︎ 💧︎❄︎✌︎👌︎☹︎☜︎ 💧︎☜︎👍︎❄︎✋︎⚐︎☠︎💧︎ ⚐︎☞︎ ❄︎☟︎☜︎ ✞︎⚐︎✋︎👎︎📪︎ 🏱︎☟︎✡︎💧︎✋︎👍︎✌︎☹︎ 🏱︎☹︎✌︎👍︎☜︎💧︎ ✋︎☠︎ ✌︎ ☼︎☜︎✌︎☹︎💣︎ 🕈︎✋︎❄︎☟︎⚐︎🕆︎❄︎ 🏱︎☟︎✡︎💧︎✋︎👍︎✌︎☹︎ 💧︎🏱︎✌︎👍︎☜︎📪︎ ✌︎ ☼︎☜︎✌︎☹︎💣︎ ❄︎☟︎✌︎❄︎ 💧︎☟︎⚐︎🕆︎☹︎👎︎ 👌︎☜︎ ⚐︎🕆︎❄︎💧︎✋︎👎︎☜︎ ⚐︎☞︎ ❄︎✋︎💣︎☜︎📬︎

[ I MUST FIND A WAY TO SAFELY WALK ITS PATHS, OR TRAVEL ALONG ITS RIVERS AS THE RIVER FOLK MIGHT SAY. THERE MUST BE A UNIVERSE SOMEWHERE WITH A PERSON DETERMINED ENOUGH TO CREATE STABLE SECTIONS OF THE VOID, PHYSICAL PLACES IN A REALM WITHOUT PHYSICAL SPACE, A REALM THAT SHOULD BE OUTSIDE OF TIME. ]

✋︎ 🕈︎✋︎☹︎☹︎ 💧︎🏱︎☜︎✌︎😐︎ 🕈︎✋︎❄︎☟︎ ✋︎☠︎😐︎📬︎ ✋︎ 🕈︎✋︎☹︎☹︎ 💧︎☜︎☠︎👎︎ ✌︎ ☹︎☜︎❄︎❄︎☜︎☼︎ ❄︎⚐︎ 💣︎✋︎💧︎❄︎☼︎✌︎☹︎📬︎ ✋︎ 🕈︎✋︎☹︎☹︎ ☟︎✌︎✞︎☜︎ ☟︎✌︎☼︎✌︎ 👍︎☟︎☜︎👍︎😐︎ ☜︎✞︎☜︎☼︎✡︎ ☼︎☜︎👍︎⚐︎☼︎👎︎📬︎ 🏱︎☜︎☼︎☟︎✌︎🏱︎💧︎ ✋︎ 🕈︎✋︎☹︎☹︎ ☜︎✞︎☜︎☠︎ ☟︎✌︎✞︎☜︎ ✋︎☠︎😐︎ ✌︎💧︎😐︎ ☟︎✋︎💧︎ ☞︎☼︎✋︎☜︎☠︎👎︎📪︎ ❄︎☟︎☜︎ ⚐︎☠︎☜︎ 🕈︎☟︎⚐︎ ☼︎🕆︎☹︎☜︎💧︎ ⚐︎✞︎☜︎☼︎ ❄︎☟︎☜︎ ✌︎☠︎❄︎✋︎📫︎✞︎⚐︎✋︎👎︎📬︎ 💧︎🕆︎☼︎☜︎☹︎✡︎ 💧︎⚐︎💣︎☜︎⚐︎☠︎☜︎ 💣︎✋︎☝︎☟︎❄︎ 💧︎🕆︎👍︎👍︎☜︎☜︎👎︎ 🕈︎☟︎☜︎☼︎☜︎ ✋︎ ✌︎☹︎⚐︎☠︎☜︎ 👍︎✌︎☠︎☠︎⚐︎❄︎✍︎

[ I WILL SPEAK WITH INK. I WILL SEND A LETTER TO MISTRAL. I WILL HAVE HARA CHECK EVERY RECORD. PERHAPS I WILL EVEN HAVE INK ASK HIS FRIEND, THE ONE WHO RULES OVER THE ANTI-VOID. SURELY SOMEONE MIGHT SUCCEED WHERE I ALONE CANNOT? ]

(Ink Sans belongs to @comyet

Chapters: 4/? Fandom: Undertale (Video Game), Underfell - Fandom, everfell, Underfell AU - Fandom Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Characters: Original Monster Character(s), Original Male Character(s), everfell sans, everfell fang, everfell papyrus, everfell monster kid, everfell doggo Additional Tags: Mild Language, Alternate Universe - Underfell (Undertale), Underfell AU, everfell - Freeform, Minor Violence, Threats of Violence, Near Death Experiences Series: Part 4 of Follow the Rivers Summary:

This is not the Underfell you've seen before, the world is different somehow, the characters in different places and acting upon different histories and in different roles, some things are missing entirely.

Fang, a young monster who has lost his memory, struggles to adapt to the harsh Underground and uncover the mystery of his origins. Yet there are many who would simply kill him for XP given the chance, and there are darker mysteries that might be deadly to uncover.

“I can’t believe you chose THAT for your free item, Dude.” Fang shrugged. The jumbo sized bottle of mustard in his arms ought to be more than enough to make Sans happy, or at least get the skeleton to be more amiable instead of glaring at him every time he entered a room. He still had a mountain of questions yet to be answered about this whole place. Why everyone was so nasty, what was this “Surface” that everyone talked about and why was everybody down here instead of up there if they liked it so much better. Most of all, he wanted to know about the humans that Monster Kid had mentioned. What was a human, anyway? The way MK had mentioned them, it didn’t seem as if they were very popular, and their garbage somehow ended up down here, so clearly they weren’t very careful and didn’t care about wasting resources much. From the moment he had woken up in the Underground he’d seen how carefully the Monsters protected their resources. Fields and orchards, electricity, even common household objects. The blankets that Papyrus had given him had been warm and well made, but had patches carefully sewn over any holes or even thin places, as if the very idea of throwing it away was unthinkable unless it was truly unusable. They were making their way back through Gan’Eden. Though Sans hadn’t mentioned that he had to be back by a specific time, or at all, it was getting late and Fang was sure that Papyrus would be back home soon. And if the comment Sans had made about being sure to eat dinner or risk the ire of Papyrus was any indication, Fang was sure that the taller skeleton would be upset at someone if they came home late. Either at him, which wouldn’t be the best ending to his second day, or at Sans, who he was already trying to get to be more amiable to him and getting him in trouble wouldn’t help at all. It was also possible that Papyrus could direct his anger towards MK given that it had been his idea in the first place, and Fang wasn’t about to let that happen either. When they passed by an old stone statue with small rivulets of water falling from its eyes as if the face were crying, Fang knew they’d gone down the wrong path. It was a huge carving, set into the very wall. It was odd, not quite like any monster he’d seen. Most of its features were hard to discern, as the carver had decided to obscure them beneath some kind of hood or head covering robe. But there were some kind of horns sticking out and up, its eyes only visible in the shadows where light from crystals in the ceiling glinted off the flowing water. “Are you,” he said slowly, “are you sure this is the right way? It’s not the way we came.” MK looked around and cursed. “Damn it! I got distracted. We’ll have to go back, this road used to go all the way through, but there was a cave in somewhere along it about a year ago and nobody bothered to clear it out.“ As one they turned to head back up the tunnel where they’d made the wrong turn, and found their way blocked by Monsters they hadn’t even heard behind them. Fang knew they were in trouble the moment he saw them, and he felt MK tense up beside him. The malicious grins the Monsters were giving them left little room for doubt. There were only three of them, one with dragon-like features but tattered useless looking wings on its back and claws far too long and wicked looking for comfort. Another appeared to be a body with a fish tail and a different sort of chest and arms up top and a series of scales down its spine, and most notably of all, it had no head on its shoulders at all. It wasn’t too hard to guess that the third gang member didn’t even want to be there. The monster was bug-like in appearance and his antenna were twitching in agitation along with his pincers. Fang tried to meet his eyes, but the monster wouldn’t look at him, just slightly off above his shoulder. “Well well. Gotten lost?” The dragon-like monster, who seemed to be the leader of the three. “We can show you the way back, right boys?” Both of the other monsters nodded. Or rather, the Mygosp clicked his pincers and waggled his antenna in agreement while the one without a head merely bowed slightly, dipping its chest lower towards the leader as it didn’t have a proper head to nod with. MK was having none of it. “We can find the way ourselves. Just move, asshole.” Shaking his head, the Monster tutted at them. “So rude, and here we were, just trying to do you a favor.” None of them showed any sign of moving out of the way. He knew what was going to happen before it happened. Fang’s ears flattened against his skull and the fur on the back of his neck was tickling as it rose and stood on end. While his tail was lashing in irritation he was moving his hind paws were shifting on the wet stone paths, readying for something, testing and adjusting his own balance. The very moment one of the monsters, the one without a head, raised its arm and began to create a little white bullet in the air to attack them with, Fang leapt. Nobody had taught him how to do magic, there hadn’t really been a chance. But he’d seen the monsters fighting in the arena using their bullets. Some, like Undyne, had more impressive weapons they could summon that flashed or glowed with colors. But most of the ones he’d seen were whitish or grey, sometimes a grey-orange in color. They had interesting shapes, but they were smaller. Something in him had gone off every time a monster had summoned one of these bullets, like a little warning light in his head. If he wasn’t paying attention he could miss it, but watching the fights in the arena had been good practice, and he was already in the air before the Monster’s bullet had actually had the time to form. Maybe he couldn’t do magic, but Papyrus had given him the name Fang for a reason. He had teeth, he had claws. He didn’t want to hurt these Monsters, or anyone. But he wasn’t going to let them kill him either, nor would he let them kill MK. His claws stretched and extended as he reached his target, and he latched on with them before immediately biting down. The full weight and momentum of his attack knocked the Monster back into the cave wall and they both went flailing down as the creature screeched in shock and pain, a mouth filled with horrific circular rows of teeth opening up somewhere in the space between its shoulders. Fang was back on his own feet in seconds, knowing that the one he’d attacked wasn’t going to be moving for at least a good 30 seconds, he glanced at the other two out of the corner of his eye. They hadn’t moved, their mouths hanging comically open with shock. Obviously they hadn’t expected their intended victims to attack like that, or maybe they were hoping intimidation would keep them from fighting back at all. Down on the floor, the other Monster pushed themselves up. While it didn’t have a face to give expression, the way it was moving conveyed something like confusion. It spoke, its deep graveling voice a surprise as they hadn’t heard it talking before, “...Zero... damage? But...” Anything else it meant to say was cut off as its fellow gang member, the dragonish one, gave out a yelp of pain and crashed to the ground. Taking advantage of their distraction, MK had made an attack of his own, spinning his entire body so his heavy tail crashed hard into the other monster’s legs, the spikes along it digging into the scaled flesh of his opponent while the weight of the tail and force of the blow undermined the Monster’s balance. Hardly anyone had the time to do anything else because another figure leapt into the middle of the road. Undyne, Captain of the Royal Guard, straightened from her landing, a glowing spear already in her hand. One look from her sent the bug-like Monster scrambling away down the tunnel, the other two paused for a few brief seconds before deciding that the fight wasn’t worth continuing, especially not if Undyne was a part of it. Then they hurriedly retreated after their fleeing friend, casting murderous looks at the boys as they went.

I saw this picture this morning. It’s called “Ghosts in a tree” by Franz Sedlacek.