Just have to clear something up... As much as I love meta games, in this fic the player doesn't exist! So, the closest person in the game to the player is Frisk. It's just Frisk being curious and Chara being the narrator. I did that because I think I'd be more emotional if Frisk did it and wasn't just controlled by some guy. Of course you can always have the theory that Frisk isn't aware of the player, and just thinks her actions are her own. Either one is ok.

"I forgive you Frisk." Asgore said. The monsters chorused with forgiveness, some more hesitant than others.

"Well! Let's just watch the damn thing! Get it over with." Undyne said, turning to the screen.

"Yeah..." I sniffed, wiping away stray tears.

Music started to play.

[Chorus]
This is how our story will end
As the fallen child descends
Why did they decide to kill us all?
Why are they embracing evil's call?

Undyne looked over at me, her eyes asking a question.

"I don't know why I did it." I said, "Maybe from sheer curiosity?" I sat there and thought about my answer for a while, "Yes, it was curiosity"

Undyne wrinkled her nose, "What where you so curious about?" She asked in a quiet tone.

We stayed there in silence until someone spoke, "Curiosity? Are you kiddin' me?" Sans asked, letting out a loose laugh, "You killed everyone—multiple times— from curiosity?"

"Wha—." I said, before being interrupted.

"I thought that maybe—just maybe— the reason would be more complicated than that. You ruined everyone's 'alternate' lives cause you wanted to see what happened?" Sans asked, though it didn't really sound like a question.

"Now Sans, that isn't very fair..." Toriel stepped in.

"Fair? Fair!?" Sans shouted. His eye glowed a slight tinge of blue, barely noticeable. Toriel was slightly taken aback by the sudden outburst, Sans never yells... ever.

"Brother? What's wrong?" Papyrus asked, "You seem more, um, passionate than usual."

Sans smiled, "Na, bro. Nothin' wrong... Just um... bone tired." Sans lied, it seemed obvious to me... but everyone else bought it.

"ACK! Sans! What did I say about puns?!" Papyrus shouted, pulling his none existent hair out.

"Heh, what's wrong bro... gotta bone to pick with them?" Sans joked.

"No Sans! Why do you do this to me?!" Papyrus whines.

"Wow, wow. Very dramatic and brotherly.. Can we please get back to the dramatic tension and bloodshed?" Mettaton asked while adding some hair spray to his metal hair.

I let out a sigh of relief, Sans just dodged a bullet. However, I could still sense Papyrus' worried stare.

We cannot fly
Here in the Ruins, we all die
But still and all
We wonder why
They didn't try
To show MERCY when we passed by
The angels laugh
And watch us die
Somewhere deep down we thought you'd be good...

"I'm sorry." I muttered, looking at everyone, "Really."

"My child, no need to say sorry anymore. Do not fear, we still love you. This Frisk, isn't you..." Toriel assured. I heard Chara's faint laughter. It reminded me of her cries of anguish everytime I slain a monster. I shuddered. This experience is bringing back horrible memories.

"Mom... thanks, but really... you don't understand." I said softly.

"Frisk..." Toriel said, giving me a bear hug.

"Toriel, your song is next. You know that right? Are you ok with..." I trailed off.

Toriel looked at me with her soft eyes, "How bad can it be?" She said. I couldn't find an answer under the jumble of words I had stacked up. She really had no idea...

Music started to play.

This is short, next chapter will be out soon! Thank you for reading, stay safe, and I hope you enjoyed.