* You've found a nice place to continue reading. In your time underground, since bringing peace to the empire, you've had time to explore.
* There weren't many different biomes in Underground, considering the lack of sunshine to support a variety of plantlife, but it was diverse enough.
* A clearing in the Snowdin Forest. Nestling into a nest of grass, underneath one of the subterranean pines, you leaf open the journal once again.

1/17/201x

Hello again, my fine journal, and possible future reader. Did you miss me? I bet you did. Things have been busy since the last time I wrote. So, I figured, it'd be an excellent time to update the journal.

I've been tinkering. My mother insisted that I find a hobby. Something more useful to the Dreemurr Empire, than writing. After all, King Dreemurr already has plenty of archivists. What's, you ask? Why am I, Alphys, writing a journal to you, the reader, and chronicling this glorious year, when you could read the archivists's reports? A fine question, dear reader!

The archivists's writings are all boring! Devoid of life, and character. That's good for sciences, and engineering. You don't want to add personality to machinations, outside variables could ruin the machine, as it were. Personality destroys Efficiency. But for historical archives? Heck to the no! How the fizzidyuck am I supposed to get into history when it's all monotonous CRAP!?

At least the humans got history archival right. That's, maybe, the only praise I have for them. And that's where my hobby comes in. I started tinkering. Creating machines. Nothing huge right now, really. I'm only just starting off. And, what's more, I started doing it because of Anime. Some of it's pure science fiction. Some of it isn't. I know for a fact those fools don't have giant mechs, or the like. That's dumb. But that gave me some ideas. And I've started trying to build machines, or prototypes for machines, like the ones from Anime.

They're miniature. The size of action figures, so far. But it's a work in progress. I've been putting all of my free time into this.

1/29/201x

Good morning, journal. I've some fine news for you, fufufu! I've come up with a blueprint. The ultimate human killing machine! It's an amalgamation of EVERYTHING humans love, all packed into one human-shaped machine~

I learned that human women have an attraction to tall men. So, it's going to be 9 foot tall. But, watching through as much anime as possible, I also notice a trend of feminine males. From what I can scrape up from human databases, I'm to understand they're called Bishonen. Fufufu. On top of that, I've designed him feminine enough to ensnare males, as well. It's brilliant! If the humans are attracted to my creation, how will they be expected to fight back against him!

But. That's the long-term plan. I still need to learn a lot about engineering, before I get to that point. Until then, it's back to tinkering I go.

2/07/201x

My mother contacted the Royal Scientist, Dr. ✌💧❄ ! She wants me to show him my creations! I have to admit, they've gotten pretty cool. They don't run for long, Batteries aren't… Well, they aren't enough, yet. But that's not important! I need to make something impressive!.

Maybe… maybe I can show him the blueprint I made?

2/09/201x

Dr. ✌💧❄ says I have potential. He wants to come visit me again in a month's time, to see how far I've gotten. This is it! If I can make an impressive enough machine by then, he'll take me as his apprentice!

2/28/201x

DAMMIT! Nothing works!

I've built a prototype. It's about 7 foot tall, and it's basically a wireframe of the finished product. Definitely not where I want it to be. And it doesn't have ANY death lasers yet. But, dammit, I can't get it to work! Dr. ✌💧❄ is going to be so disappointed in me… A royal scientist has to work fast! They have to work hard! They have to be able to do ANYTHING, and work under pressure! I have to bring the wildest imaginations to life, or I'll fail!

It doesn't matter. I've done all that I can. Without a power core straight out of science-fiction, I'm not gonna get any further. I bet the kind of power that comes out of The Core could power him, but… Hah, wouldn't that be dumb? A human-killing machine that always has to be plugged in? Actually, that kinda reminds me of something out of an Anime about a green space invader. It didn't go well for him.

Whatever. I need to focus on what I can do with my tech limitations, currently. 'Rome wasn't built in a day'.

* Too much reading too fast can cause mental exhaustion. In spite of your desire to turn to the next page, and continue, you decide to take a break.
* The wind blows, reminding you of just how cold it is here.
* You begin walking back to Snowdin town, to see if Sans and Papyrus are home. The thought of warm spaghetti, and friendly jokes, fills you with DETERMINATION.