"Really more hinting, but not telling?"
"Fine," I said, sighing, leaning against the wall. "Wake the kid up, I'll tell you then."
Murder ghost walked over to my bed where Frisk lay. They suddenly shouted into Frisk's ear. "HEY YOU LAZY BUM, WAKE UP." Frisk rolled off my bed, passed through Chara, and landed on the floor. "Ulfin is finally going to tell us his backstory."
I chuckled at this, amused at how much they apparently wanted to know my backstory.
Frisk got up, rubbing their eyes. After a moment they finally started signing. "So you convinced him to tell us his history."
"Yeah, story time kiddies, gather around," I said, grinning at the two of them. Both of them sat down on the bed, ready to hear my story.
"A long time ago, there was a human. This human, while not having a… great, life had a decent enough one. The human would go on their laptop or consoles and play all day, or play with the humans niece and nephews, and they, while not happy, were… content," I started, looking up at the ceiling as I told this tale.
"That is… until things went wrong… the humans family started to tear apart… first, their mother and father… separated, the human going to the mother. This hurt the human, but they could bear it, until… the humans grand-dad died. Now, while the human didn't outwardly show emotion, they… really never could, inside they were in turmoil. A short year and a half later, their grandmother, on their father's side, followed the grandfather from their mother side, dealing another blow to the humans already fragile mind," I paused for a moment here, carefully picking my words.
"The humans father did not take kindly to this, and after a month of going in and out of the hospital, the humans father followed the humans grandmother, making the human snap inside… but they still lived."
"The human PERSEVERED through all of this, refusing to let any of it stop them from living their life… and payed for it. The human lost most of their emotions, and the only times they did feel were either in times of intense anger or depression… the human, eventually, like all would, could not take it anymore… and they died." I said, stopping to gauge their reactions.
Frisk just had their mouth agape, while Chara looked… sympathetic?
"It's a sad story and all, but what does it have to do with you?"
"I was getting to that," I told them, sighing. "Now, this human came from a world without magic, a world without anything supernatural at all, and I don't know if it was the humans SOUL, or just their essence, but… it refused to die. The humans being traveled through the void, searching… and it found a host in a forming body, one that would not survive without it, and… I was 'born'." I said, looking at them, a neutral look on my face.
They were speechless at my origins. "Yeah," I said, grinning a sad grin. "Human life… it's not that good."
"I guess I can relate to you in a way, the reason I came down here was because everything I loved was violently ripped away from me."
"It's not a good feeling," I said, smiling sadly at them, all this depressing talk making my DETERMINATION ebb away, me seeing myself get a couple shades of red lighter.
"But what does that have to do with your fore knowledge?" Frisk signed.
"Well," I started, perking up a little, going back to normal color wise. "I took solace in one game, a game that had made things… tolerable, for a while… it was called Undertale,"
"And what made that game special?" Frisk asked.
"It was about a mute child, going through the Underground… but what made it special is you didn't have to kill," I told them, smirking at them.
They took a second to process this, until their eyes widened as the revelation hit them. "Are you saying our lives are a game?!"
"I'm saying there's a version of your lives that people see as a game, this universe isn't one, because I'm not in the game," I told them calmly.
"But what if our lives up to this point, has everything we done been virtually pointless because they were dictated by some outside force?"
"I don't know, somtimes it's just a view and nothing else, sometimes they control Frisk on their journey, sometimes it's all just a story… the point I'm trying to make here is everything is fiction, somewhere else, to us our games and things are actual universe' with people somewhere else," I explained to them.
"Kinda creepy to think that some random stranger somewhere knows what you've done," Frisk signed.
"Think of it this way, you have a better chance of randomly turning into a monster than actually meeting the creep, so it doesn't matter!" I said, grinning.
"Aren't we talking to one of those creeps right now?"
"Glad to see you think so highly of me after everything," I said, frowning and looking away, a little upset now.
Murder ghost simply rolled their eyes at my reply. Frisk then signed "He isn't that creepy."
I walked away while they were talking to each other, a sad aura on me as I went to the training room, a couple shades lighter. I was going to train to cheer myself, but I couldn't bring myself to, instead just sitting on the bench, looking at the floor.
After a few minutes I hear footsteps behind me. "hey kid."
"Hi sans,"" I mumbled back, not bothering to look up.
"what's got you feeling under the water?" sans asked.
"Now's not the time for jokes, sans." I said, sighing.
"you shore?"
"Sans." I said, getting a couple shades redder, though still a little upset.
"what? are you going to snapper?" I chuckled a little, almost back to my original red. "that's much better kid, but really what's been eating at you?"
"I was helping the human, they said something that… upset me," I told him sighing.
"i'd be careful around that kid. they… well they rub me the wrong way."
"I know about RESETs, Sans." I said bluntly.
"so you know what they've done?"
"I know what the ghost that possesses them to go on a killing sprees has done," I told him, looking up at him.
"i always had a feeling you knew more than you let on."
"Like you do?" I asked, grinning at him.
"yeah, but I have a reason, i've been caught up in the loop for far longer than you. you... you just appeared practically out of nowhere."
"And isn't that a good thing?" I asked, raising what was my version of a eyebrow at him. After all, I was something new in the timeline, and I could potentially end the RESETs.
"maybe, maybe not." Sans said.
"Well, how about if I brought you in on a plan of mine?" I asked.
"hmm… i'll hear ya out on it."
"Alright, well here's the plan…" I started, whispering to him what I basically told Chara and Frisk, only more suited towards Sans.
"i'll look for the flower for you, just make sure that you know what you're doing."
"Thanks, sans." I said, giving him a warm smile.
"welp, I have a job I am supposed to be doing, see you later." Sans said, taking a shortcut to wherever.
I just chuckled amusedly, hearing footsteps, turning to see Frisk coming in.
"Was that sans you were talking to?" Frisk signed.
"Yeah," I said, nodding. "Why?"
"Just curious," they signed.
"Now, how about some breakfast?" I asked, with a grin.