[Maybe a new game has started, but some rules never change. An enemy appears before you. You destroy them. You become stronger. Your will overcomes theirs. You win. Even if they're no longer pooling their Determination with Frisk's, even if they're no longer leeching off a much more intact SOUL, they're certain of that.
Kill or be killed. That rule is the same everywhere.
They cannot see a SAVE point. This interests them. Surely Frisk would have wanted to prepare before an encounter like this. How different is this place, they wonder?]
You have some things I wish to claim. Shall we test your ideas out? Would you like to return what is rightfully mine? That knife. That locket. They must be growing heavy, if you have no need for things like LOVE.
[They extend the stick, pointing like a sword. A conductor's baton, ready to direct. What an interesting idea they've had! Would Frisk surrender their weapon, their armor? Leave themselves defenseless? Or are they afraid of EXP and LOVE still? It's a very big thought to swallow, allowing yourself to be vulnerable.
And the alternative... taking them by force. An even more interesting idea. Would Frisk resist? Perhaps they would jump at the chance to finally beat back the voice they tried to ignore. To crush that undesirable self into submission.]
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[Maybe a new game has started, but some rules never change. An enemy appears before you. You destroy them. You become stronger. Your will overcomes theirs. You win. Even if they're no longer pooling their Determination with Frisk's, even if they're no longer leeching off a much more intact SOUL, they're certain of that.
Kill or be killed. That rule is the same everywhere.
They cannot see a SAVE point. This interests them. Surely Frisk would have wanted to prepare before an encounter like this. How different is this place, they wonder?]
You have some things I wish to claim. Shall we test your ideas out? Would you like to return what is rightfully mine? That knife. That locket. They must be growing heavy, if you have no need for things like LOVE.
[They extend the stick, pointing like a sword. A conductor's baton, ready to direct. What an interesting idea they've had! Would Frisk surrender their weapon, their armor? Leave themselves defenseless? Or are they afraid of EXP and LOVE still? It's a very big thought to swallow, allowing yourself to be vulnerable.
And the alternative... taking them by force. An even more interesting idea. Would Frisk resist? Perhaps they would jump at the chance to finally beat back the voice they tried to ignore. To crush that undesirable self into submission.]