*You move onward.
*You reach out to the save point.
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*You move onward. There's a gap between the road and a red arrow with a steaming vent that points onward. You walk onto the vent and-
*A beam of steam shoots you up to the other side of the road. You move onward, using the vents to jump from road to road. You approach an arrow rapidly switching from right to left. You land left and-Oh, an item!
*You equip the frying pan...you use the nearby conveyor belt to return to the original road...you move backward and use the vent to move upward...
*You cross a lighter road with turned-off machinery...
*...
*...No fanfare?
Frisk: '?'
*I mean...normally you go wild when you find a new item. Don't you-
Frisk: 'Wooh, yah, I get to kill people faster! Pah, you really think you're the only one able to have a fucking conscious. Don't you?'
*...I never said that.
Frisk: 'It's how you see me, you piece of shit.'
*...
*A room with 4 vents-
*...The door is opened...it seems like this puzzle was deactivated. You use the first vent to reach the door and move onward.
???: "...You're here. So that means Undyne...she's..."
???2: "Like, Undyne! We'll avenge you!"
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*Royal Guards attack!
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*Item
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RG 2: "For the crimes you've-"
*Your frying pan shatters RG 2 blade before spinning his head around a couple dozen times...his neck inevitably snaps. RG 2 turns to dust.
RG 1: "N-no! RG 2...I...I never got to...!!!"
*RG 1 blade slashes are wild and frantic. Yet RG 1 changes between his many battle stances as smoothly as a wave returning to the still waters of the ocean.
Frisk: 'Aaaand his swords snapped in half.'
*...Yes, it is true that each slash only dented his blade more in its futile attempts to cut you...but one must admire such excellent swordsmanship! Truly he is deserving of the royal guard-
Frisk: 'Stop trying to make yourself feel better.'
*I'm not-
Frisk: 'He can't hear you, or even see you. It's pointless to try to be nice when we both know that all he'll feel is pain and regret after I kill him.'
*...When did you become such an edge lord?
Frisk: '...'
*RG 1 screams before charging at you, and with little effort, you backhand RG 1 helmet. Which hurtles half of his helmet to the lava below...and that half of his face as well.
*RG 1 falls to the floor. You move onwa-
*RG 1 grabs you by the leg.
RG 1: "Noooo...I'll...I'll...a-avenge my...bro...."
*...
*?
*You kneel to RG 1 level. You rub the remaining parts of his head in the same way a child would when talking to their senile uncle.
Frisk: "Shhh, don't prolong this. The sooner you die the sooner you'll get to see your bro. Then...you can finally confess. Live a merry life...not wear white at your wedding...trust me, it looks bad on both of you."
RG 1: "We...wed?"
Frisk: "Yeah, stay on that. Wonder on who proposed or whatever...just close your eyes and imagine it...it'll make this less painful."
*...RG 1 closes his eyes...he soon turns to dust.
*You get up and move onward.
*I thought you said comforting them was pointless.
Frisk: 'The way you do it is.'
*If you still care about these monsters, why are you acting like...this?
Frisk: 'I...I don't care. Not now...maybe later...I just...'
Frisk: 'I don't want twatter to cancel me for killing the gays.'