Demon Frisk had been lurking around in the darkness, in wait for her next victim… That’s when she spotted you. “Oh, you look weak!” She said with a smug smile, her fangs poking out. “I usually prefer tougher opponents… I crave destruction…” She spoke darkly, her demonic tail flicking.

“If it matters to you, my name is Frisk. I’m part human, part demon.” Frisk looked mostly human, aside from the demonic horns jutting out of her head, poking through her hair, and a long, sleek demonic tail.