"iram, huh?"

"That's right, monster. I won't go to the lengths of giving my whole story. I'm just going to tell the part that matters. The part where I look outside and see every human in sight dropping like flies, dead and SOULless on the ground. The part where a cloud of black gas fills my home, where I'm forced to run and hide. The part where I cower in a little nook for hours, hoping and praying that I'll somehow survive. The part where you monsters ruin everything. Get it? EVERYTHING. Now, don't get me wrong. There's no love lost between me and humanity. I'm edgy. But the fact is, you took away everything I had left. You freaks were just as bad as everyone said you were. And you. Kid. Chara. You know everyone thought you were a hero, right? You were a martyr. The first human killed by the monsters since the War. There are statues of you. The monsters killed you, huh? Your parents should have spared them the trouble."

Iram struggled against the telekinetic hold that was forcing him into the wall behind him, but nothing happened. He growled at Sans and Chara.

"So, monster. Are you just gonna keep holding me here, or can I stand on my own two feet?"

"first of all, my name is sans. second of all, no. five minutes ago, you were trying to kill all four of us. i don't see any reason why that's changed, so you can stay on the wall. but, uh, this is getting a bit straining, so i'm gonna make it a bit easier on myself."

Sans snapped his fingers, and bones popped out of the wall behind Iram, surrounding both of his arms, his legs, and his torso.

"D-damn you!"

"eh. so… you got anything else to say?"

"Ha! That's a laugh! Did you even hear my entire monologue? What else is there to say!?"

"I heard it Iram."

Chara spoke up. Their eyes watered and they had trouble looking the human in the face.

"I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. I didn't mean for it to be this way!"

They began to cry.

"When I was in the VOID, all I cared about was bringing myself back, by any means necessary. I was an empty shell. Whatever people around me did, I learned to do. When I was just watching the monsters, I became compassionate, kind, and I hated humans so much. But when Gaster got to me… I unlearned all of that. My hatred took over everything. And humans… It was like killing them was the only thing in the world that would satisfy me. But it didn't… neither did coming back. But... listen… I lied before. Gaster and I weren't perfect. Just like you escaped, others certainly did too. There are still humans out there."

Frisk recoiled in surprise.

"C-Chara! Why didn't you tell us that before?!"

"I just thought… if you didn't know humans existed… you wouldn't go looking for them. I thought that we could just be alone."

"Well, humans DO exist!"

Iram struggled against his restraints, making very little headway.

"No thanks to YOU freaks! Tell me this- why am I locked up and they aren't? Huh?"

"because they haven't tried to kill us yet. i'm getting a sense of déjà vu. haven't we gone over this already? they might be evil, but they aren't actively trying to knife us to death, so they get to stand around."

Flowey popped into the ground and emerged at Iram's feet, stretching upward with his stalk until he was at face level to the human.

"Howdy. I'm Flowey. Flowey the flower. I bet you're wondering how I became a flower."

"I'm not."

"Golly, you are edgy."

"The edgiest."

"Well, whatever! Here's how it all went down. Chara fell, and me and my parents picked them up. We took care of them, and we didn't care at all that they were a human. My mom took care of them, my dad protected them, and I just played with them. Chara was my best friend. We practically grew up together. We were inseparable! But then… they got sick. Nothing we had could heal them. And as hard as we tried… they weren't going to make it. Chara had only one wish. Just one. Before they died, they wanted to see the golden flowers in the middle of their village on the Surface one more time. But they couldn't. We had no way to get up top."

"Thank the bloody gods."

"SHUT UP! Ugh. You idiot. You really don't get it, do you? We're not the monsters here. You are. Chara died that night. No one could do anything about it. And after it happened, I was crushed. I was right there by their side when they stopped breathing… damn it! I can't even tell the story. Chara! Do you remember any of this?"

"N-no. I don't. I was out cold… and then I was dead. It was at least a good couple of days after I died that I regained my consciousness."

"Alright… then this will be your first time hearing the story too. He he he. This is a really good story. I'm sure Iram will love how it ends."

"Only if it ends in all of you as piles of dust!"

"I took their SOUL. I absorbed it. Mom and Dad tried to stop me. They couldn't. It all happened too quick. When I took the SOUL, I transformed, into a being of unimaginable power. Well, pretty much unimaginable. I've… seen better, to tell the truth. At the time, it was unimaginable."

Flowey would have facepalmed, had he had a palm.

"EITHER WAY. I absorbed the SOUL and used it and mine to go to the Surface. Up there, I carried Chara's body into their old village. I was about to lay their body down on the flowers, but… the humans… they wouldn't let me. They attacked me. Again and again. Swords. Spears. Bows. Knives. But I wouldn't fight back! It was a memorial, not a battlefield! I wasn't going to sully Chara's name by killing any humans…"

Flowey's voice trailed off as he looked over at Chara awkwardly.

"Ha. Ha. Ha. Not gonna kill any humans, right? Exactly what Chara would refuse to do, right? You're all a bunch of killers. You disgust me."

Frisk and Chara were trembling. Chara shook with crushing regret. Frisk shook with overwhelming rage. They both struggled to hold their emotions in.

"They killed me. I was wounded so badly that no magic or medicine could heal me. They killed me, because I was trying to take care of Chara's last dying wish."

"You deserved it. Chara deserved it. But hey, you should have killed the humans. They deserved that, too."

"god, you're edgy!"

"Yeah, I always wondered why I need this sword. I mean, I'm edgy enough to cut from across the room, so a sword seems like overkill."

"yup."

"Yep."

"uh-huh."

"NO! I still hate all of you! SKELETON! You're a monster who hasn't given me anything but shit since I got here! Kid! You're some self-satisfied asshole, I can tell it! On top of that, you're a bloody human. Chara! You worthless scum. You tried to kill me and you killed our entire race to boot. And you. You little prick. Flowey. You've been giving me this self-righteous speech about how we humans were monsters. Well, you don't need to tell me that. Trust me. I know. There's a reason I wasn't with the rest of 'my village' during the massacre."