((Your foot slowly tapped against the yellow flooring of the cathedral as you patiently waited. It was painful silence, something you've never heard before, as all you could do was stand in this one spot, waiting for your target—that freak, the girl wearing a false smile. It felt like days ago when you attempted to befriend her with no avail, and after that... everything went to hell. The entire Underground effectively shut down shortly after it was discovered they were the cause of both The Ruins and Snowdin's silence, dust plaguing the area they massacred, unabated by morals. You knew you had no chance, but all you could do was stall, stall to maybe change that human's mind. But eventually... push would come to shove.))

The small footsteps are heard as you reopen your eyes, soon spotting a lone girl with an overly happy smile on her face. Her clothes and face were flushed in the dust of monsters as her right hand gripped a silver-tinted knife. The human's head tilted, seemingly unconcerned by you expecting to see her. — Nice to see you again, friend. Her eyes continued to be closed as she spoke, her smile staying on her face as she continued her little speech. You wanted her to end this charade immediately; it was a fallacy, and you both know it. — How many times has it been? Has this been the 10th time we've done this? In this exact same spot, at this exact moment? It's practically a custom at this point. She plays with the knife in her hand. — So... let's make this easy. Just let me kill you, and I won't make you suffer this time, alright?