Frisk walks through the tall, arching doorway immediately noticing the shining object on the ground. She walks over to it and hovers her hand over it temporarily before hearing a sound emanate from it. She looks up at the windows that were organized in a horizontal pattern across the walls. Frisk puts her hand over her eyes as the sunlight slightly blinds her. She then looks down the seemingly endless hallway and begins to her walk to meet her worst enemy...and her best friend. Frisk looks around herself as she walks down the hallway, taking note of the tall pillars that surrounded her. There were symbols inscribed upon the pillars but they were written in a different language making them unable to be read. She finally meets the man who was waiting for her arrival ever since the beginning.
The man suddenly speaks up and says, "It really is beautiful outside." Frisk studies the way how he simply stood there, looking upwards toward the windows, waiting for her to make the first move.
"You can hear the birds chirping outside, even from here...even after all of the things you did to me and my friends." he said grimly.
She unsheathed the sharp blade. It glinted in the sunlight. She had been hiding it behind her back but she knew now that it wouldn't do much to not defend herself from what was about to happened. The man continues to speak, "Turn around. It'd be a crime if i had to go back on the promise that I made to you long ago from when we first met." He points to a section in the tiles near Frisk's feet and says, "Don't cross that line...or else you are going to have a bad time here." He looks down at her with his chin raised.
Frisk takes a small step back before replying, "I'm sorry…" Frisk said with a tear in her eye. "I didn't know what I got into. Somehow, I can't go back even if I really wanted to, so what more can I do? Here in the end it's just me and you."
The man suddenly interrupts her and says, "Listen...it's not entirely your fault. People like you don't always like playing by the rules. But you see here...guys like me aren't easy to be played by fools." A sliver of fear suddenly courses through Frisk as she notices that she can't see the pupils in his eyes. Frisk shivers as she notices the sudden drop in temperature within the room before the man says threateningly, "Let's just do this already, you dirty brother killer."
Frisk looks down at the blade in her hand and says, "I never wanted to play by all the rules; a knife in hand I am playing out the part of the fool." She gets into a ready position; ready to strike. "So here I go, you can judge me thoroughly." Frisk feels a dark spirit reside over her. It whispered, "Just finish the job already. Kill the fool so that we can move on past him. Past all of these "friends." All that matters...is what happens after you win this fight." She shudders before finally saying, "Anyways...it's too late for apologies."
The man chuckles before saying,"It's really funny actually…" Frisk looks surprised as she notices the large, monster head hovering behind him. She suddenly feels a tingling feeling near her chest but notices that there is nothing there. "If you look outside, and really look...you can see the flowers blooming. It really touches my heart. But you see...It's people like you..." Frisk suddenly notices his left eye light up with a bright yet menacing blue light. The man looks straight at Frisk and says, "People like you...should be burning in hell."
A powerful sound suddenly echoes throughout the room and Frisk is thrown across the room with an inhumane strength. For some miraculous reason, she seemed unharmed by the collision of her body with the wall. Frisk gets up and lunges towards the man with her knife but with tears in her man simply sidesteps her attack and shoves her backward. She rolls to her side as a bone-like structure suddenly slams at where she was a couple seconds ago and gets up to rush the man again with her knife. He simply sidesteps her attacks over and over again before jumping backwards to let Frisk catch her breath.
"Go ahead..try again." The man says. "Try to hit me if you're able. However, you should know by now that mercy isn't an option here anymore." The pupils in the man's eyes suddenly disappear as he raises his hand toward Frisk. A sharp blade-like structure flies out of seemingly nowhere and strikes her directly in the heart, with the tip ejecting from her back. Frisk coughs up blood before falling on her face as her vision fades to black.
The man releases a breath he didn't realize he was holding as he sees her body disappear. At the same time, a bright light begins to emanate from where Frisk had come through originally.
The man mutters under his breath, "Here we go again...does she ever give up?" He stands up straight, puts his hands behind his back and raises his chin as he waits for Frisk to confront him again...for the hundredth time.