URGENT UNDERTALE THEORY!

So, I was in Japan, doing observations in the bioelectric field in bigger human populace, when I was asked by my family to go supermarket shopping for any goods I want to bring back in my home country. So, I stopped checking the kinetic vibrations of animals and went to the store with them.

And I found something undeniably shocking.

I checked all of the chocolate goods, because I like chocolate, when I stumbled into the aisle where I found... it. This thing was a peppermint flavored mint, and its brand name was...

Frisk.

Frisk had been the name of a company that makes mints.

This is breaking news. We have to televise this... Alert the whole fandom! This whole time we thought Frisk was an orphaned child, but in actuality, they had actually been a company that produces breath mints. FRISK PRODUCES MINTS. You know what else produces white mints of fresh goodness? Flowey.

It's all connected. Flowey and Frisk were destined to meet by the Aztec gods to rule over the mint kingdom. Gods. That's right! UNDERTALE is a recreation of the most famous stories among gods! Apollo fell from the sky and turned human, probably because of this revelation I have created, by which Zeus had blamed Apollo for this because Zeus is a fucking bastard! It's a full circle again! And Apollo, he's the god of music, archery and the sun! Sound familiar?

Yes, it does. Because Grillby is a sun that's good at music and archery! All the evidence points to his bartender skills which he shows supreme affinity for when his finger twitches in between frames, producing some kind of evidence towards his knack for using projectile attacks... which is obviously archery.

And these two, Lester Papadopoulus (Apollo's human name) and Grillby are connected to another ethereal being because they're both yellow! And that's right, the god of yellow, Monster Kid's master, Bill Cipher was trying to invade the game. Have you seen all the triangles in the game? They're everywhere! Pointing an indication that a certain triangular shaped Cipher demon had been lurking around.

Back to the point at hand, I've been studying the human bioelectric field and it's possible for a human to manipulate the chemical algorithm of the objects around them to compose a breath mint. Frisk has the power to create breath mints, as shown in reality where the company named Frisk has created breath mints.

Frisk knows Flowey's secret power and could've wrecked him if they wanted to. Frisk is the god of mints. They didn't fall into the underground because they wanted to kill themselves like the fanbase thought. Frisk was the god who fell into the hole, punished by the gods and turned Frisk mortal, which also explains the gender ambiguity because Frisk is a GOD. Frisk can take shape in any form or matter. Frisk is the main protagonist and is the one to free the monsters, because Frisk is god themselves. They had maintained the one power they had associated with breath mints, a godly power to reset the universe.

Frisk, god of mints, is the fallen god who would recieve retribution once Frisk unlocks the underground to reality.

GUYS. FRISK IS GOD. FRISK CAN RESET THE UNIVERSE. FRISK FELL BECAUSE FRISK WAS PUNISHED BY THE GODS ABOVE FOR WHAT FRISK HAD DONE. AND WHY FRISK WAS PLUNGED INTO THE UNDERGROUND, WAS BECAUSE FRISK CREATED THE BREATH MINT.

FRISK IS GOD, PEOPLE. OPEN YOUR EYES.

FRISK CAN RESET THE UNIVERSE.

BOW TO FRISK.

FRISK IS GOD.

BOW TO FRISK...

BECAUSE FRISK IS GOD.

"Is this why Frisk isn't in the story?" Flowey asked, livid.

"No, no, little Asriel." Frisk patted the flowerpot. "Frisk isn't in the story because Frisk is GOD. Frisk has other business to attend to. Like Frisk's little mint factory."

"You're seriously incorporating this load of shit into the story." Flowey asked, eyes half-closed. And you're really gonna use Frisk as a pronoun.

"If Frisk were to intervene," Frisk the god said. "Then there would be no story. There would be no good or evil. There will be no conflict. There would be no plot. There would be no you, us, or me. Because there would only be Frisk. Now run along little one, you have a lot to learn."

Flowey got up and stalked away, muttering, "Creep."