Humanity is a terrible thing. People that consist in this world are always looking for more. Man's only desire is for more . More and more power.

This world is meant to stretch your limits until you go crazy or live a happy life on the top. Life is like stained glass.

At first a beautiful mosaic painting that grows  more and more as life progresses. But this beauty can easily be shattered by the smallest touch. 

G knew all about this.

His life was not perfect and great but they managed to get by, until the barrier was broken. A bright new life was waiting for them through the barrier…  Looks can easily be deceiving, don't you think?

The surface was a living hell. Humans were hurtful, and L.O.V.E. filled their souls by the day. Innocent monsters died and were killed out of the city. Humans had never changed since the war. That's how G’s life led to a life of crime.

HATE can grow on a man's soul just as fast as L.O.V.E can. Once people found  out that murder got you what you wanted.

G quickly figured that out his first time . So he joined the MOEM; a small mafia made by Asgore to rebel against the humans for what they have done. G worked alongside his brother until that one fateful day. They were overwhelmed by five humans and two monsters.

Papyrus wasn't fast enough.

G had just watched his brother's dust before his very eyes. The hate in his soul grew as his magic got stronger and stronger.

No longer did G believed in mercy or love. All that he believed in was HATE AND ANGER. He was wanted by every police station and mafia in the city for more deaths than would seem possible.  After all, in this world it's KILL or be KILLED.

G was hunted down like an animal for a reward of 10,000 Gold. He was respected and now, no one would get in his way unless they were accepting their fate.

So it seemed until the day of his capture, in a familiar situation but five to one. This time he was not able to escape . Glass was so fragile like the soul. G’s soul have already had enough scars and cuts, but one more was added.

Ambushed, he fell to the ground adding  another scar to his already growing collection. The glass had almost shattered.