He was bored. Everything that he could do, he had already done. Every book, every place in the Underground, every single monster, everything. Sometimes he just watched, sometimes he had a bit more fun.

Reset after Reset, Load after Load. Trying out something that was just a little bit different, experiencing everything, everything, the Underground had to offer. But after thousands of resets, the Underground had nothing left to offer. If he did something nice. They would thank him and be ever so grateful. They would look so happy, while he felt nothing, which was hardly fair.

The shock and terror he could make them feel, taking away everything they had ever cared about, now that was interesting.

That didn't make him a bad person though, what did it matter if they didn't even remember it happening? He had some fun and everything eventually went back to the way it was. No one got hurt in the end. A win-win situation some would call it!

But after thousands of resets, it just wasn't the same… They became… predictable. Their screams of fear, the begging to live, the bodies turning to dust… horribly repetitive. Boring in fact.

So he waited, if there wasn't anything to do now, all he could do was let the world go on without him. If he waited long enough, perhaps something interesting would happen.

—

Waiting and waiting, he was at the point where doing nothing was more interesting than doing something. Anything he did... he would've already done countless times before. At least when he was alone he wouldn't have to put on some idiotic charade, pretending he hadn't heard whatever boring thing that the other monster had to say, things he had heard from a thousand other monsters, in a thousand different ways.

He could check up on the Ruins, hell, he could do that right now. Same dumb walls, same dumb puzzles, same dumb monsters, same dumb human trying to give advice to a Whimsun on how to be more confident… wait… What?

"Ok! So when you see another monster, what do you say?" A disgustingly chirpy voice asked.

"Sorry for bothering you?" A quiet voice replied.

"No no no, you say hello! People have lots of different ways of saying 'hello!' for example, you could say, 'Good evening my fellow monster, how do you do on this fine and lovely day?'.

"Good evening" the terrified moth started hyperventilating, "my... fellow monster," they began looking for a way out, "how do you do on this fine and lovely day?" Were they vibrating or trembling?

"Yes! We're getting there, say it with a little more oomph this time! Let the entire world hear your voice! Everybody is a potential friend, you just have to make the effort!" The human cheered on the trembling Whimsun.

"I'm sorry… I can't handle this…" The Whimsun flew away, faster than he had ever seen a Whimsun fly.

Well wasn't this interesting, a human! He had never played with a human before. Perhaps he would go over and say hello.

Popping out of the ground in front of the human he chirped "Howdy there—

"Gah! A mole!" they yelped in shock.

"A mole? How many moles have you seen that had five yellow petals, and a green body?" He looked at her in exasperation... It was always so annoying how much taller everybody else was.

"One?" She replied.

"One? ...Where?"

"Well… you?" The human said with confusion as apparent as day on their face.

Well, this was going to be easy, they were an idiot.

"You seem to be new to the Underground," he said with a big grin.

"Yeah! How could you tell?" She replied with an equally wide grin.

"Well, we don't get that many humans down here." He replied with glee at her smile becoming just a bit less bright.

"Uhh, you could tell? I am, but keep it a secret please—"

"Wowzer! We haven't had one of those down here in quite a while. It is dangerous down here for humans like you. But don't worry! I'm not like the other monsters, I'm your new friend, Flowey!

—

A talking flower! Named Flowey! A bit on the nose, that name. But they seemed nice enough. Popping up here and there as I wandered the Ruins. Following me as we met new monsters, making new friends.

Flowey was always smiling at me, big and wide. A smile I could trust. They were my friend!

Passing by another random hallway, I noticed a gelatinous green glob on the ground… wobbling?

"Why is there a giant jello here?" I asked Flowey.

"Oh, that's not jello silly, that's a moldsmal, a monster!"

"Why does it look like jello? Actually what came first, jello or moldsmals? Did someone see a Moldsmal in the past and think 'Yeah! That looks tasty, I'm going to make a snack that looks exactly like this monster!' because that seems a bit weird." I asked the flower

"Golly! You think of the most interesting things. Did I ever tell you that you're my favorite human?"

"Well, of course, I am! And you're my favorite magical talking flower!" I said with glee.

"Aw, shucks, you flatter me." Flowey asked as he looked away in embarrassment, "Say… we're friends right?"

"Of course! … is something on your mind Flowey?" I asked, Beaming Bea was always there to help her friends!

"Sure, you could say that." He replied with a wide smile.

—

The human was so idiotic, they were amusing. Chaotic. Unpredictable. Unfamiliar. Novel.

Novel was good.

It was amusing to watch the human flail about, dodging magical pellets from Moldsmals, Froggits, and Whimsuns. Absolutely hilarious how clumsy and weak they were. Less so when they spewed sickly sweet words and puns and the monsters decided to stop pelting the child. The attacks that did hit the clumsy idiot would be quickly healed by their kind soul.

All the monsters in the Ruins were so pitifully weak that they couldn't even do anything to a soul with magic powered by kindness, magic powered by sunshine and puppies. Swinging an umbrella left and right, blocking magical pellets, spewing bandages out of their palms in some strange attack… How ridiculous, but interesting.

But it would be so much more interesting to see how they dealt with a tougher challenge. Someone who wouldn't be fooled by their saccharine shtick and wouldn't be finished with a single measly blow. Hmm, yes that would be quite amusing, but where would he find someone like that?

Hmm, as a matter of fact, there was someone like that! But the human was so far away from them, how would he get them to go all the way over there…

Perhaps he would have to convince them to go on a little… adventure.

It would be interesting to see how things played out. He could always reset if the run went stale, he had all the time in the world after all.

"So, I had a question, that as your friend. I really want to know the answer to" He smiled big and wide, inviting and trustworthy.

"Sure! Ask away, I'll try to answer them to the best of my ability," the human promised with a smile. So simple, so idiotic... this would be easy.

[FILE 8 SAVED]

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"Don't you want to go home? Don't you have a family to return to?"

"Well… I've lived at an orphanage my entire life."

"An orphanage? How awful!" He gasped

"The orphanage wasn't that bad really… There were just too many of us. If I'm not there, the caretakers will have more resources to take care of the other kids… and Ms. Toriel is really nice." The human beamed. Were they braindead? Their syrupy act was just sickening.

"Wow, humans are awful! Abandoning children is something no monster would even think of doing! Your parents must've really not wanted you!"

"You… could've put that a bit more nicely…" The human pouted with crossed arms.

—

[FILE 8 LOADED]

"Don't you want to explore the rest of the Underground?"

Well, Ms. Toriel says that the Underground is really dangerous… and it's kind of nice here once you get used to how pink everything is… and everyone here seems pretty nice. From what Ms. Toriel says, I'll be safe here in the Ruins!"

"Why are you such a wimp…"

Hey!... I'm jus—

There had to be a way to make them leave. Toriel this and Toriel that, how annoying...

But there was always a way, he just had to find the path.

—

[FILE 8 LOADED]

The human was annoyingly adamant about staying in the Ruins, which just wouldn't do.

"Are you sure Toriel is who she says she is?"

"What do you mean?"

"Did she make up some story about how dangerous monsters are? But was she telling the truth? Whimsuns that would run away if they saw their own shadow chasing them. Froggits that hop around and swim wherever they please. Living jello that wobbles and jiggles in such a 'menacing' fashion… do they seem that dangerous to you?

"And that house, doesn't it feel like there were other children that lived there before you?" He whispered as the human crouched down next to him.

"Sure I noticed a lot of different-sized shoes in the bin at the foot of the bed," the human replied, "But she said they just left the Ruins and never came back."

"And you'll just trust her? Just like that? How many naive little kids, just like you, have wandered Underground…" he asked as he motioned the human to come closer, "the disappearance of the two children might just be a coincidence… but the third, fourth, fifth and who knows how many more? They just left?" He asked with a tilt of his head.

"I've heard that she fought in the war between humans and monsters! Why would she ever want to help a human? Something just doesn't sit right with me. Don't you see? She killed them." He whispered as the human's eyes widened. It was hilarious how naive they were, trusting someone they met just a few hours ago.

"As your friend, I can't help, but feel the need to help you and keep you safe. And you're in luck! I just so happen to know the exit out of the Ruins. I'll do my best to help you escape!" He smiled, this was just too easy!

—

Barrier Resilience l:

The Barrier emanates approximately 100 lumens of light, expeditions to the edge in all directions have similar reports. No distinct or immediately visible flaw.

Barrier Resilience ll:

A group of monsters of differing strength have been gathered to test how well the Barrier resists attacks of a magical nature.

1 juvenile monster

100 lumens measured

1 adult monster

100 lumens measured

10 adult monsters

100 lumens measured

100 adult monsters

100 lumens measured

Requesting additional resources to continue experiments in Barrier Resilience. The possibility exists that the available equipment was unable to measure the change in brightness of the barrier and that the attacks were not ineffective. Awaiting approval. Continued experiments approved.