Dust.
All that was left of the ones I loved was dust. For what felt like the thousandth time – even though it wasn't – I was standing in judgment hall, waiting for them to arrive. That human – no, that DEMON kept killing everyone I knew and loved.
Over.
And over.
And over again.
As if they thought that the lives they took were all just a toy they could play with endlessly, with no consequences. Each time they reset, their little "toys" reset as well. And I was just another toy to them. I was just another pawn to move.
And I couldn't do anything about it.
Or could I?
Could I break their cycle? Could I end this if I changed my actions? What would happen if – I stopped myself. No, if I manipulated these anomalies, I would be no better than them. But at the same time, I could possibly end everyone's suffering. They would no longer have their lives reset. They could finally rest in peace, happily. And me? I would learn to live without them.
The human was taking longer than before, I could tell. Most likely gathering supplies. I always hated it when they took long. Such a meaningless task, gathering supplies. They had learned my movements, my attacks. They now easily dodge my assault, so why even take the time to get supplies? Or were they just torturing another poor soul? My rage increased as I remembered the smile on their face as they killed – no, SLAUGHTERED Papyrus. He was the only reason I kept going from day to day. And now? Now… he's gone. Taken by that stupid human who fell to the underground.
That finalized my decision. I was NOT going to let that THING get past me. I was not going to let them succeed. I had been idle long enough. It was time to give them what they deserved – JUDGMENT.
I heard their footsteps in the hall…
"It's a beautiful day outside… But I don't care about that. And neither do you. So why don't we get this show on the road, shall we?"
"CHARA?"
TO BE CONTINUED…