Frisk had always gone Pacifist. Melody felt the spirit residing with her little angel grow tired. Could she blame her? Melody was tired too. She desperately wanted her child to come home. Her heart couldn't bear it anymore.

Her children were going to come home but it Reset. Reset, Reset, Reset. She couldn't bear it. She wanted things to get better. But it didn't. It went downhill. Frisk, their little angel, started to murder monsters. Killing everything in their path. Genocide. Melody couldn't believe her child could do something so awful.

Was it the spirit? Was the spirit controlling them? No. It wasn't the spirit. It was her Frisk. Frisk could not be controlled or influenced, that was one of the many blessings of an angel. Frisk was killing on their own accord. No. Murder, Reset, murder, Reset, murder, reset! The spirit called themselves a demon.

Was it to hide the pain? The spirit could lie to anyone but Melody. The spirit did not want this. The spirit did not want Pacifist. They wanted to be free. Melody couldn't bare it. She had to help these tortured souls. Timelines were being destroyed. She must stop this. Grettinburg will NEVER happen again.

But could she do it, could they do it? It was their last remaining child. Could they actually kill her? Could they DELETE her? No. No. No. No. No. No. No. No. No, they couldn't. No, they wouldn't. NEVER. Melody knew what they would do. They would Reset. Fully. It would be a clean slate, a chance to renew, to be forgiven of their past, a Second Chance.