PACIFIST
The world came into view to show a small child in a blue sweater with purple stripes, blue pants and brown boots. The child had brown hair, and their eyes looked like they were closed.
The child smiled as they moved to a gray door in the blue hallway they were in, but paused upon noticing a gray rope hanging from the ceiling. Curious, they pulled it, a trap door falling open and a ladder appearing. The child climbed the ladder, appearing in a dark and mostly empty room, except for one thing.
Said thing was another child, though this one seemed to be… grayed out. They were wearing a black shirt, and gray shorts, a dark cloak covering their form, they were kneeling in front of the first child, sobbing with their head in their hands, their black hair hanging and helping to cover their face.
The first child got closer to the weeping one, and, upon a closer examination, they could see scars running up and down the weeping childs arms and legs, some bone even visible, though their bare feet had no scars, thankfully, so they could walk mostly fine.
When the first child was a foot away, the weeping one, the weeping one finally seeming to notice the first child, jolting in surprise and removing their hands from their face, revealing the frighteningly pale face with black tears going from their left eye, a very light gray from their right.
The first child looked concerned, moving closer. "You don't want to do that." The second warned as the first was about to step on a strangely colored patch in the room they were on, the child quickly stepping back.
"What's your name?" The still crying child asked.
"Frisk." The first, now named Frisk, said, though it was barely audible and hard to hear, as if they didn't use their voice that often.
"Hello, Frisk, I am R̵̞̹̒̀͛͊͜͞ḯ̳̻͙̫̫̑̆ͫ͐̿̃̆͘͟ͅn̏̉́͏̧̢͎̬d̴̲̭̤̙̼͓̼́̓ͭ̉͌͆͋ͅỉ̴̜̣̦͈ͥ́̅̚͜é̷̷̾̌ͦ̾҉̞." The second child said, before blinking in surprise.
"It appears that I can not tell you my name." R̵̞̹̒̀͛͊͜͞ḯ̳̻͙̫̫̑̆ͫ͐̿̃̆͘͟ͅn̏̉́͏̧̢͎̬d̴̲̭̤̙̼͓̼́̓ͭ̉͌͆͋ͅỉ̴̜̣̦͈ͥ́̅̚͜é̷̷̾̌ͦ̾҉̞ said, frowning, tears increasing a little.
"Are you alright?" Frisk signed, worry on their face.
"I am fine, would you do me a favor?" The child that could not say their name asked. Frisk looked curious, but nodded.
"I need you to find me the DETERMINATION of each SOUL trait to rival an actual SOUL in quantity and quality." They said. "If you do so, I may be able to go free."
Frisk tilted their head, wondering how they were going to do that. "Here, use this to store it." They said, making a locket appear, with several differently colored hearts on it.
"In return." The second child continued, a white boss monster SOUL appearing, them pushing it into the first before they could react. "I will give you that, to do with what you wish."
The first child took the locket, nodding with a DETERMINED look on their face, the red heart glowing a little as the first child left.
GENOCIDE
The world came into view to show a child in a green sweater with one large yellow stripe down the middle. The area felt… bleak, for lack of a better word, because this child had done something terrible. They had killed every monster in the Underground, except for one, who was waiting for them in a golden hall.
But, this child had one last thing they wanted to do. They went back to waterfall, where they killed the Heroine of the Underground, and found a, familiar to you readers, gray trapdoor. The child pulled the rope, climbing up confidently, to be met with a familiar second child.
This child was R̵̞̹̒̀͛͊͜͞ḯ̳̻͙̫̫̑̆ͫ͐̿̃̆͘͟ͅn̏̉́͏̧̢͎̬d̴̲̭̤̙̼͓̼́̓ͭ̉͌͆͋ͅỉ̴̜̣̦͈ͥ́̅̚͜é̷̷̾̌ͦ̾҉̞, and they were not crying with their head in their hands. Instead, they were doing one thing… glaring, right at the first child.
"Hello, Demon." R̵̞̹̒̀͛͊͜͞ḯ̳̻͙̫̫̑̆ͫ͐̿̃̆͘͟ͅn̏̉́͏̧̢͎̬d̴̲̭̤̙̼͓̼́̓ͭ̉͌͆͋ͅỉ̴̜̣̦͈ͥ́̅̚͜é̷̷̾̌ͦ̾҉̞ said, standing on wobbly legs. The demon smirked, stepping closer, knife at the ready.
"Normally, I would try to 'fix' you, to bring you back to life and set things right." The one who's name glitches said, the demon pausing with wide eyes.
"Y-you can do that?" They asked, shakily, thrown off their game.
"Yes." R̵̞̹̒̀͛͊͜͞ḯ̳̻͙̫̫̑̆ͫ͐̿̃̆͘͟ͅn̏̉́͏̧̢͎̬d̴̲̭̤̙̼͓̼́̓ͭ̉͌͆͋ͅỉ̴̜̣̦͈ͥ́̅̚͜é̷̷̾̌ͦ̾҉̞ said, a little hope in them now. "All I need you to do, is, with the strength you have gained, bring me seven humans who have pure SOUL traits, one for each trait… you yourself would count as one, and if you manage to get the six SOULs in the castle they would count as the rest."
The demon nodded, turning to lead. "But, before you do… RESET, remove the dust from that child you are possessing, and then have them bring me what I have asked of you." The deal maker said, smirking inwardly.
"I can only RESET if I-" The demon started to say, before shadows impaled them from multiple directions, killing them.
"I know." R̵̞̹̒̀͛͊͜͞ḯ̳̻͙̫̫̑̆ͫ͐̿̃̆͘͟ͅn̏̉́͏̧̢͎̬d̴̲̭̤̙̼͓̼́̓ͭ̉͌͆͋ͅỉ̴̜̣̦͈ͥ́̅̚͜é̷̷̾̌ͦ̾҉̞ said simply, sitting down. "Now, go."
A/N: Well, I hope you guys liked this oneshot, if you guys want and give me enough support, I may make both into at least a couple chapter long stories! Of course, the first chapter will be me copy and pasting what's here… but, I promise to have at least 2 other chapters available in each story, so if you want it, review and tell me so! Oh, and if your wondering why 2 isn't here and it's just me 1, 2 didn't help with this oneshot, I did it all by myself!