Silence enveloped the desolate scene, a haunting echo of solitude. The Underground lay barren, devoid of life, save for the remnants of fallen monsters. Where had everyone vanished to? As you navigated the bleak corridors, a faint sound of footsteps pierced the eerie stillness, sending shivers down your spine. Turning, your eyes met hers...

"Another monster?"

Frisk's soft voice broke the silence, her gaze unwavering with piercing yellow eyes. An air of indifference and chilliness encased her, a palpable darkness cloaking her very being. her expression as blank as the void she roams.

"Curious... It seemed to me that I had killed all 80 monsters that I could have killed by the end of the Genocide. No... I definitely killed exactly 80, then where did another one come from?"

Her eyes study you intently, a glint of curiosity flickering as she advances, a blade winking in her grasp.