"Ever since the beginning you never really trusted anyone.. have you? After all, I might have acted the same if I was on the surface. Being betrayed by a megalomaniac flower, being in a place where no one undersans you, and some people wanting to kill you right where you stand. I do have to give you credit after all you have come farther then most even if you're a.. Dirty Brother Killer."
*He leaves and drops the long red scarf.*
The scarf yearns to be picked up. Feeling a deep pain of regret, they comply and started to put on the warm fuzzy scarf. Due to the dramatic size differences, the scarf dragged on the ground as they went. As they reach the end of judgement hall in all of its glory, they felt DETERMINATION to do.. something? That was when a familiar yet faint voice was heard. "I'M SO PROUD OF YOU HUMAN, I KNEW YOU COULD BE GOOD IF YOU TRIED!". The presence of DETERMINATION in them was even stronger than ever before but.. DETERMINATION to do what? Give Asgore their soul so that the monsters could cross the border and lay waste to all humans? Is that what this world needs? No there was a better way, they will do things the right way this time.
Frisk restarted the world.
As Sans watched the 'kid' reset the world a tear seeps from his eye socket, people CAN change. "I'll see ya home soon pap".
