Chapter 18

Vision or Simple Dream?

Felix's POV

After we thanked the Royal Guard, we went into MTT Resort. Sans had called us, telling us to spend the night there, and he'd take us to the restaurant tomorrow. We got a room there, after pretty much paying an arm and a leg for it, and we slept in the same bed on opposite sides. I immediately drifted off as Frisk wrote in her diary again.

Felix's Dreamscape

My dreams that night were frantic, and only bits and pieces. Random events flashed through my mind, confusing me and scaring me at the same time.

Flowey killing Frisk.

The fox monster in my dreams killing Flowey.

A goat monster and the fox monster doing battle.

The barrier breaking.

Falling back into the Ruins.

Dust… so much dust…

Toriel's robe, covered in her dust…

Papyrus's scarf, nearly flying away in the wind.

Undyne slowly melting before fading away.

Alphys shocking a shadowy figure before getting sliced to death.

A robot exploding in a flashy fashion.

Sans getting sliced across the chest, and limping off before he died.

Asgore getting savagely attacked while offering tea.

Flowey, with the face of the goat monster, getting sliced and sliced and sliced and sliced… until there was nothing left…

They didn't stop there… More images came flooding into me.

The barrier being broken by the fox monster, after he absorbed the six human SOULs… Even though he needed seven.

An embassy being attacked by anti-monster rebels.

All of my friends leaning over a grave, most of them crying.

. . .

I heard Muffet's voice again, her words echoing in my dreams.

"Did you hear what that monster said?"

"They said not one, but two humans will come through here."

"I can smell one of them coming now."

"I can practically smell the dust of fallen monsters coursing through his veins…"

"No… that's not the smell of dust coursing through his veins… It's the smell of a monster's SOUL… A powerful monster's SOUL… One even to rival the King's…"

"He's not a human…"

"What kind of monster are you then? With a stolen SOUL and a disguise… You don't smell like any monster I've encountered before, but you definitely don't smell like the other human…"

Another voice, sounding like mine, rang out in my dream, probably from some thoughts…?

"My feelings washed over my like a tidal wave.

"Pain, coming from what I can't see.

"Loneliness, being trapped in a small shipping crate.

"Depression, starting to forget my friends.

"Sadness, knowing I might not see them again.

"More pain, coming from my own SOUL.

"Loss of hope, from the amount of time I've spent there.

"The sound of a door opening, as that brunette girl walks in, talking in a flirty manner and giving me food. I paid it no head. She was trying to get me to forget about my friends again. I know why she brought me here. She wants me for herself… Yandere bitch… Even so, my memories are fading away, and I can't escape… Frisk… Chara… Azzy… Where are you?

"She left after kissing my cheek. I was numb to it, just sighing. How long have I been here? Weeks…? Months…? I looked to the wall. There were nearly three hundred and fifty tick marks on the wall. I had been in this shipping container, on this small island, for nearly an entire year…"

My voice faded away, and I shot awake, the dream remaining violently prominent in my mind.

Underground

I shivered, looking around the room. I was sweating and panting heavily. Frisk was asleep, clutching her diary close to her chest. Maybe there was a way I could find out a little more about these dreams, even if it meant sacrificing my friendship. I slowly wiggled her diary out of her grip without waking her up, and opened it.

I read silently, my eyes taking in each word.

"Day 120. Dear Diary, it's me again, Frisk. I've been getting more and more worried about Felix… He seems on edge all the time, and he looks dreadfully pale half the time. He's shying away from Chara and me more and more. I think this has to do with him finding out that he's got a monster SOUL in him. Nobody knows how he acquired it, but we didn't ask. Best not to push him over the edge. However… Muffet said a lot of things that confuse me. Like how Felix has a stolen SOUL… She said he's not human, but he sure doesn't look like a monster. …He can use magic though… If he… If he was a monster, do you think he would tell me? I'm going crazy again, asking a diary for help…"

I frowned. I was a monster… One with a disguise. I picked up a pencil, writing on the very next page.

"Dear Frisk, I know this will be hard for you to understand, but I have to leave you behind for now. With the dream I just had, I can't trust anything anymore. I want to break the barrier as soon as possible, and I'm sorry… you might be affecting my dreams in a negative way. I don't want to leave you behind, but… I don't want you to die either. I'm not sure if I'm monster or human anymore, and I'm pulling myself deeper and deeper into despair. Please… Don't rush yourself to try and find me…

"From, Felix Alpha.

"P.S.: I'll use Greek letters to designate which Felix is writing… You never know with this temporal bullshit we call RESET'ing…"

I sighed, putting her diary back in her arms. I got up, walking to the door for a moment before stopping. I turned back, and planted a kiss on Frisk's forehead. Afterwards, I grabbed a jacket, putting it on and zipping it up, leaving the room.