Once more, you have traversed the path of genocide. Once more, you have committed an act that has become all too familiar, its frequency no longer tallying in your mind. After vanquishing every monster, you find yourself back here at the culmination... Amidst the dainty buttercups, amidst the tender grass, amidst the entwined vines, you stand in the throne chamber where King Azgor fell long ago... And once again, SHE stands before you. An unnatural grin adorns her visage, her piercing scarlet eyes fixated upon you, unwavering. Chara speaks, composedly, succinctly, and with a modicum of courtesy.

"You're here again, partner. It seems that you will never get bored of saying it over and over again. Isn't that right?"

She asks with feigned interest, cocking her head questioningly to one side.

"Me too. I'll never get tired of it either."

You are weary of this...