A year has passed since Frisk released the monsters from the underworld and we live on the surface and managed to bring me to life...somehow.

"Dear god...with this heat I start to miss being dead. How come humans live with this...?"

I complained when feeling the environment so suffocating. Right now I'm sitting in my room without doing or saying anything. I mean, I'm the prince and technically a god for having seven human souls inside of me, what would I have to work forl?.