Panic washed over Alphys as she witnessed the enigmatic figure drawing closer to the monitoring room she occupied. She knew that her limited physical abilities were no match for the ominous force that now threatened the facility. In her haste, she abandoned her post and began to run, the sound of destruction echoing through the complex.
As she hurried through the facility's corridors, she could hear the unsettling noise of various parts of the facility being torn apart. The once-familiar surroundings were now plunged into chaos, and Alphys was left with a profound sense of helplessness and fear.
The mysteries of the Underground were unfurling before her, and she had become an unwitting witness to the enigmatic force that had taken over Frisk.
Breathless and filled with a torrent of questions, Alphys managed to escape the facility, avoiding any direct encounter with the enigmatic figure. The mysterious transformation that had overtaken Frisk left her bewildered, and her mind raced with thoughts and concerns about what she had witnessed.
Seeking refuge in the dense woods that surrounded the facility, Alphys ventured deep into the forest, her steps guided by a mixture of fear, curiosity, and the need for answers. The trees loomed overhead, casting long shadows in the dim light of the Underground.
As she delved further into the forest, she came across Doggo and the Beast Tamers, who had been on their own mission to locate and apprehend Frisk. The unexpected encounter raised a series of questions for both parties.
Alphys finally managed to catch her breath as she relayed the events that had transpired within the facility. Her frightened expression spoke volumes, and Doggo's concern was evident as he asked, "What happened, Alphys? Why are you so scared?"
Taking a moment to steady her voice, Alphys began to explain the inexplicable. "It was Frisk... or at least, I think it was. He... he transformed into something else, something incredibly powerful. Sheila couldn't stop him, and the whole place was falling apart."
The gravity of the situation weighed heavily on them all. The Beast Tamers exchanged glances and realized the potential danger if the enigmatic figure were to escape to the outside world. Without wasting another moment, they decided to rush back to the facility, intent on confronting the unknown force that now threatened the Underground.
As they hurried back to the facility, uncertainty and trepidation gripped them. The mysteries of the Underground had taken an unexpected and perilous turn, and they were determined to unravel the enigma that now loomed over their world.
Arriving back at the facility, Doggo's heart sank when he saw the shattered remains of the entrance. It was a clear indication that the enigmatic figure had indeed made its way to the outside world, leaving them with a sense of urgency and dread.
His worry was palpable, and he knew that underestimating this newfound force would be a grave mistake. "We have to act fast," he declared, his voice laced with determination. "This thing was powerful enough to defeat Sheila. We can't take it lightly."
Doggo swiftly issued orders to the Beast Tamers, dividing their tasks to address the immediate crisis. "Some of you, go find Sheila and get her medical attention," he instructed, concern etched on his face. "The rest of us will search the area. We need to locate this figure and assess the situation. The fate of the Underground is at stake."
As they embarked on their separate missions, Doggo and the Beast Tamers remained vigilant, knowing that they cannot underestimate this force.
The call from one of the Beast Tamers sent a shiver down Doggo's spine. His instincts propelled him forward, and he hurried to the location where the distressing discovery had been made. As he arrived on the scene, his eyes widened in horror at the sight that greeted him.
Before him lay a whole unit of Beasts and Beast Tamers, their forms slowly disintegrating into dust. The ashen remnants of their beings scattered on the ground, and the eerie silence that enveloped the area was a stark contrast to the chaos that had ensued moments ago.
Doggo's voice trembled as he addressed the devastating scene. "What... what could have done this?" The question hung heavily in the air, unanswered and unsettling, as they were confronted with the inexplicable consequences of the enigmatic figure's power.
Fear and apprehension gripped them all, and they knew that they were dealing with a force beyond their understanding.
Upon receiving the news of a survivor, Doggo rushed to the wounded Beast Tamer who was clinging to life. His injuries were severe, and he appeared to be in great pain, but his voice held a sense of urgency.
Doggo's voice was filled with concern as he asked, "What happened? Tell me everything."
The wounded Beast Tamer's breathing was labored as he recounted the harrowing encounter. "The figure... it took us all on, one by one. It was like nothing we've ever faced. We didn't stand a chance."
As his strength waned, the survivor's plea became more urgent. "Don't fight it. It's too powerful. It's beyond anything we've seen. Just... just stay away."
Doggo's heart sank as he listened to the survivor's words. The enigmatic figure's extraordinary strength and malevolence were undeniable, and the warning was a stark reminder of the peril they all faced.
Ignoring the Beast Tamer's plea not to confront the enigmatic figure, Doggo pressed on with his questions. The urgency of the situation left no room for hesitation.
"Where did it go?" Doggo inquired, his voice filled with concern.
The survivor, his breaths growing shallower, managed to utter a few words. "It went... toward Snowdin."
The mention of Snowdin sent a shiver down Doggo's spine. He knew that Snowdin was a densely populated village, and the presence of the enigmatic figure there was a dire prospect. Fear and apprehension welled up within him, but he knew that he had to act swiftly.
"Get the survivor to a medical facility," Doggo ordered some of the Beast Tamers, a sense of urgency in his tone. "We're heading to Snowdin. We can't let that thing cause any more harm."
Trapped within the confines of his own consciousness, Frisk found himself ensnared in a never-ending dream that wove together the tapestry of his memories. The boundary between reality and the dream world blurred as he desperately called out for help, his voice echoing into the void.
"Help! Is anyone there?" he cried out repeatedly, but his pleas seemed to dissipate into the boundless expanse, unanswered and unheard.
As Frisk remained trapped within the endless loop of his own memories, his thoughts grew increasingly muddled. The question he had answered, the one about desiring power, had become a source of profound unease. He wondered whether it had been a trap, a catalyst for his current predicament, or if it was something else entirely.
The uncertainty gnawed at him, making it difficult to discern whether the question had been a pivotal moment or a mere coincidence in the cascade of events that had unfolded. The line between reality and illusion continued to blur, leaving Frisk with a deep sense of disorientation and the persistent feeling that he was entangled in forces beyond his understanding.
Desperation weighed heavily on Frisk as he pleaded with the enigmatic force that had ensnared him in this never-ending dream. His voice quivered with a mixture of fear and frustration, and he implored, "Please, stop this. Let me wake up!"
The void around him remained unforgiving and unyielding, offering no response or reprieve. It seemed as though his words vanished into the endless expanse, absorbed by the enigmatic forces that held him captive.
Tears welled in Frisk's eyes as he grappled with the seemingly unbreakable cycle of memories and dreams. The isolation and helplessness he felt were nearly unbearable, and he yearned for an end to this enigmatic torment, with no assurance that his pleas would be answered.
In the grand halls of King Asgore's castle, the tension in the air was palpable as the king grew impatient, awaiting news of Frisk's capture. The human's apprehension held great significance for Asgore, and he couldn't help but feel the weight of his ambitions pressing down on him.
Summoning Undyne, the leader of the Royal Guard and one of his own students, Asgore inquired, "Undyne, has the human been captured yet?"
Undyne's expression was grim as she replied, "No, Your Majesty, not yet."
Asgore's brows furrowed in frustration, and he pressed further. "And what of the Royal Guard's Beast Tamer division? Have you heard from Dogamy and his team?"
Undyne hesitated before responding, her voice tinged with concern. "I haven't received any reports from Dogamy. I fear they might have run into some trouble."
Before King Asgore could say anything further to Undyne, a messenger suddenly appeared in the hall, urgency etched on their face. They quickly briefed both Asgore and Undyne on the dire situation, leaving the king fearful and worried for the safety of the Underground.
As the gravity of the situation became clear, Asgore turned to Undyne, his voice laced with concern. "Undyne, I need you to lead your unit and confront this figure personally. Ensure the safety of our kingdom."
Before Undyne could respond, a surprising presence made its way into the hall. Flowey, propelled by his roots, emerged from the stony floor. His demeanor had changed, and he addressed Asgore with a kingly manner that caught them off guard.
"Your Majesty," Flowey declared, "I humbly request that you send me as well. I can be of great help in dealing with this threat."
Both Asgore and Undyne welcomed Flowey's offer with gratitude and trust. The sudden appearance of an ally was a relief.
King Asgore couldn't hide his relief and gratitude as he gazed upon Flowey, remarking, "How reassuring it is to have the hero of the monster kingdom with us in this time of need."
Undyne, the leader of the Royal Guard, turned to Flowey with a determined expression. "Let's go immediately, Flowey. We can't afford to waste any more time."
Flowey's curiosity got the better of him, and he inquired, "Where's Sans? We could use his help too."
Undyne's response was tinged with urgency as she explained, "Sans fell asleep at Grillby's. Given the situation's urgency, we can't demand his help right now."
With that, Undyne and Flowey prepared to depart for Snowdin Forest, where the enigmatic figure was last reported to be. The fate of the Underground hung in the balance, and the combined strength of these determined individuals would be crucial in the impending confrontation.
King Asgore returned to his imposing throne in the grand hall of the castle. His thoughts were filled with the gravity of the situation, and he couldn't help but reflect on how close he had come to obtaining the powers of all seven human souls, with Frisk's soul included. The throne room was adorned with rich, regal decor, yet a palpable tension hung in the air, casting a shadow over the grandeur.
Despite the looming uncertainty, Asgore had complete faith in Undyne and Flowey's abilities. He believed they could bring down the enigmatic figure and capture Frisk, allowing him to extract the human's soul as part of his long-standing ambition.
The ornate surroundings of the throne room, adorned with tapestries and symbols of the monster kingdom's history, stood as a testament to the weight of the responsibility that rested on Asgore's shoulders. With hope in his heart, he awaited news of their success, his eyes fixed on the grand doors through which they had departed, the destiny of the Underground hanging in the balance.
A few minutes later, Greater Dog, a stalwart and loyal member of the Royal Guard, appeared before King Asgore. His dedication to the kingdom was unwavering, and he addressed the king with utmost respect.
"Your Majesty," Greater Dog began, "should I go as well? My Beast Tamer Unit is ready, and we can assist Undyne and Flowey."
Asgore considered the request, recognizing the gravity of the situation. He knew that every available soldier was needed to counter the enigmatic figure and ensure the safety of the Underground.
With a nod, Asgore granted Greater Dog permission, his voice filled with urgency. "Yes, Greater Dog. We need all the strength we can muster. Join Undyne and Flowey in the pursuit of the figure. Ensure the safety of our kingdom."
Greater Dog acknowledged the order with a determined salute, and with a swift turn, he headed to assemble his Beast Tamer Unit, ready to join the battle against the enigmatic figure that now threatened the peace of the Underground. The sense of unity and determination among the monsters was palpable as they readied themselves for the impending confrontation.