Really short chapter, but lots of plot! Enjoy!

I kept going, but not forgetting the conversation that just happened. This was getting a bit scary. What if that was me, committing genocide, but I don't remember it? I hope not. I hope it was someone else. Not that that would justify it.

"Oh, it was you, don't worry" I spun around.

"Who's there?" I looked around me, but there was no one in sight. Maybe I imagined it? Maybe it was the darker parts of my mind, giving me nightmare fuel…

"Nope, you didn't imagine me." I hear a giggle, it sounds like that of a child, about 10 years old. I proceed cautiously.

"Then where are you?" I keep searching, but I still don't see anyone.

"Don't bother looking, you won't find me. I am inside your head~" What. Have I gone crazy? I wouldn't be surprised. This place is crazy, and I don't understand the logistics of half the things that happen.

"Nah, you're not crazy. You have just forgotten. Don't you remember me? Your 'Best Friend'?" I don't trust this voice. Its voice seems to mock me, digging inside my head and pulling out my deepest secrets. I had no best friend, I didn't really have any friends on the Surface.

"No, I don't remember you. I don't think we've met. How are you even in my head?"

"Oh, Frisk. Quick to get to the point as usual, hmm? Of course you don't remember me, especially after you gave me your Soul. This is going to be soo funny. The comedian remembers what you did, I do, Flowey does, even if he doesn't show it. I'm pretty sure that that nosy Riverperson does too. And don't forget the Man Who Speaks In Hands; Gaster himself! Trapped outside of space and time, I'm sureeee he remembers what you have done, hmm? Also, the Amalgamates! They have soooo much Determination~!"

This was getting confusing. I was pretty sure I had never met this person, and I've surely not have given them my Soul! It's still here, I can see it during Fights. Also, what were they talking about? What did I do? I have never done something ba- Oh. The Genocide Run. Was that… my fault? Like actually my fault? But how? I don't remember it at all! But… others do. Flowey, Sans, this Riverperson and Gaster they were speaking of. Even the Amalgamates. Why don't I remember? Everything does seem a bit familiar, like déjà vu. But was it real? Or was the voice trying to trick me?

"Yes, now you're getting it. The Genocide Run was your fault. Sans should just kill you where you stand, shouldn't he? You remember your sins crawling on your back, they're doing it now. Oh, Frisk. As naïve as always, putting the blame on me, or your memory. You should know by now that it is always your fault. Never mine. You know that you should be burning in hell, just like the comedian told you to."

I knelt on the snow, holding my head in my hands. No. Just no. This can't be real; this can't be true! Chara is just lying to me, trying to poison my mind, and make me doubt myself… This. Is. Not. Real.

"Hmmm this is curious. You seem to have remembered my name! Ah well, the rest of your memories should be coming back soon. You know what you have done, don't bother trying to deny it. It was your fault Frisk, not mine. I'm just making you remember; you don't deserve to forget. I may have died, but I still care about my adopted family, even if it is broken. Family is family. Don't bother pretending you are part of it. You're just a genocidal maniac playing house with the rest of us. You deserve this." And with that, Chara went silent.

I lay curled up in the snow, crying silent tears. Why? Why was Chara forcing me to remember? But they're right. I deserve this. I'm a horrible person. I deserve this.

Poor Frisk. But then again, like Chara said, they did this to themself. *Sigh* Karma, Frisk, karma. Thanks for reading!