Melody watched Frisk. She kept on eye on her. Her deepest fears of what had happened were true. But one thing comforted her mind that her child would be safe. She sensed another presence with her. This presence guided them. They were Determined to save everyone, and they did. And again, and again. Why, though? Why did they reset again and again? Melody didn't understand.
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Was it the fact that she couldn't save that one monster? She knew she could help the monster, but… Frisk kept on resetting. It made Melody nervous. The reset was in case they were to die. Were they enjoying this? She couldn't help but feel nervous. They acted as if they were bored. Playing with a world they had come to save. No. Frisk wouldn't. They were sweet and kind and wanted nothing but to help, right?
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They just reset. They went Pacifist. Melody was being selfish. She wanted desperately for Frisk to return. They deserved to enjoy the happiness of the world. She would wait. For her last child, Melody would wait an eternity. And it sure felt like it. Reset, reset, reset, reset, reset, reset, reset, reset, reset, reset, reset, reset, reset, reset, reset, reset, reset, reset, reset, reset, reset, reset, reset, reset, reset. Melody was more anxious than ever. She refused to doubt Frisk's good intentions. They were good, right? Was there some sort of sick punchline? Because Melody didn't get the joke.
