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Papyrus walks forward, frowning at the child who is too injuried to do as much as stand. "Human, look at what you've done to me. I had so much faith in you, but now all I can feel now is seething hatred. What you did... was just idiotic."

It all started when the fallen child took the Genocide route for the hundredth time. He hated it. He got tired of seeing his brother turn to dust.

So, Sans stood in the child's way instead of Papyrus in Snowdin. When he died... and many other monsters, Papyrus was the one faced as "The Final Genocide Boss" However, the fight was only the beginning of the biggest change in timeline ever seen.

Not only did this change Papyrus for who he is, it changed everything. What is innocence once you lose it forever?

*Based from an Undertale AU.

Rated T for violence and mild language

A/N: ANOTHER new story. This... this was never planned.

This is what happens when you browse on YouTube and come across some insane and epic thing... look. I love it when innocent characters step in. Finding fanfics about them is rare, too.

*If you enjoyed this story, be sure to check out "Crossing the Limit (Undertale)" as well! It is... what you may not expect.

PLEASE READ: Story inspired from Fan-made "gameplay" of Disbelief Papyrus. By FlamesAtGames.

Sorry inspired from comic called: "Papyrus No Longer Believes in You" by: foxy-sierra! From DeviantArt!

LINKS: (Add to YouTube URL)

"DISBELIEF Paryrus"

"Paparus no longer believes in you"

Please! Check them both out! This first chapter... 80% of the quotes (and some narrative) are from either the video or the comic!

Some quotes from the beginning of this chapter is from the game.

I will point that out now. Also, I won't type in all caps for Papyrus (forgive me) for 2 reasons:

1. It will throw me off. (I know some of you would prefer to read his all-caps text... forgive me. Don't worry. I will keep Sans non-capitalized text. Wow. This goes against my usual grammar... XD)

2. All caps in my stories are only used when something has a huge voice, or when someone is angry as CRAP.

Oh. Also, I use the "*" to mimic the in-battle game text at some places. If you see that symbol, and the words are in italics, that is Chara speaking.

I added a few of my own, or I made some in-game text Chara's quotes. You will recognize many in this chapter from the video.

Basically, I am writing this in story format and mixed with game features. Sorta.

but... wait. Why am I telling you this... when you are about to READ?! NGAAAAAAAAAH!

-Espeon804

*Undyne suplexes Espeon just because she can.

Hey-! P-put me down!

DISCLAIMER: (Look. I know people hate these, but... Urgh..) I DO NOT OWN Undertale! It belongs to the genius Toby Fox who never ceases to amaze me!

- Chapter 1: What is this... feeling? -

Many genocide routes have been played over and over. The human is used to meeting Papyrus at the last room of Snowdin.

But instead, they meet an old friend that wasn't supposed to be seen yet.

The sound of crunching snow had finally stopped at once. A child stands, looking ahead with their hands in their pockets, appearing somewhat confused. Something feels a little different in the atmosphere. They can't tell what it may be.

Watching from the distance, hidden in the bushes is a familiar skeleton. He carefully observes the child head for the same dreadful spot that will become occupied with dust in mere moments. Just as he sees the taller skeleton walk into view to approach the human, his left eye socket reveals a glowing blue iris that fades a second later.

This again. It is happening again.

"Halt, human!" Papyrus steps forward, holding a hand out in front of him in a "stop" motion. It stops the child from moving any further, but just for a second. He seems somewhat concerned and skeptical at the same time as he watches the child take another step forward. "Hey. Quit moving while I am talking to you! I, The Great Papyrus, has some things to say to you!"

Sans clenches a bony fist. It trembles slightly.

"First," Papyrus begins, "You're a freaking weirdo! Not only do you not like puzzles, but the way you a shamble around from place to place... the way your hands are always covered in dusty powder. It feels... like your life is going down a dangerous path! However! I, Papyrus, sees great potential within you! Everyone can be a great person if they try! And me, I hardly have to try at all!" He ends the sentence with his usually cheerful "Nyeh-heh-heh-heh-heh!"

Frisk walks closer, now standing with a shorter gap between them.

"Hey. Quit moving! This is exactly what I am talking about!" The skeleton nods twice. "Human! I think you are in need of guidance! Someone needs to keep you on the straight and narrow! But worry not! I, Papyrus... will gladly be your friend and tutor! I will turn your life around!"

Several steps are taken this time.

"I see that you are approaching. Are you offering a hug of acceptance?" He grins (though technically, he has no choice but to when he smiles) "Wowie! My lessons are already working! I, Papyrus, welcome you with open arms!" He closes his eyes in glee as he opens his arms for a hug.

But just as it was in any other genocide run this child had done... he is oblivious to the fact that he had dropped his guard completely. He is vulnerable... once more today.

Sans had gotten sick of watching the human kill everyone he loved over and over again. The human had started a new genocide route, and Sans was impatient.

Frisk pulls a hand out of their pocket slowly, drawing out a knife.

*Papyrus is sparing you.

They plant their feet on the ground.

"heya, kid."

Frisk turns around quickly. Sans had arrived here.... that never happened before. For some reason, that makes them grin slightly in excitement. Finally. Something interesting has changed in this timeline.

Papyrus lowers his arms practically as his eyes open to look at his brother. "Sans! I was just about to give this human a lesson about kindness! Say what you will, but I believe that-"

"papyrus." Sans sounds a little serious here. "go to undyne. talk to her about this... kid. they are dangerous."

"That I am well aware of, brother! That is why I shall-"

"go. i will handle them. how about you make me some spaghetti or something? sound good?"

"Oooh! I had been hoping someone would ask one day!" Papyrus says excitedly. "Right away! I... am off!" He begins to march, but he stops. "What are you going to do?"

"don't worry about it. go straight to your mentor's house. and... don't try coming back for a while, alright? i hate for stress to overwhelm you."

Papyrus looks between the two. "Hmmm... alright! Take care of the lesson for me! I believe they can do it! They can turn their life around if they just try hard enough!"

Sans watches his brother leave. As soon as the monster is out of sight, he sighs in relief.

... He didn't want to see the dust of his own brother again. So, he stopped Papyrus from trying to capture the human in Snowdin and took care of it himself.

Sans turns to face the kid again, who already has a grin on their face. "heya... let me ask you three questions."

Frisk's smile slightly fades.

"i am standing here in your way, and i don't plan on going anywhere else as long as you're still here. go do yourself a favor and start things all over on the right side for once. this is getting old... and it's starting to really get into my bones." Sans says. "first, your LOVE, it's not set to 19 as it usually is when you face me, so you have less HP. you'll die a lot, kid."

Frisk steps forward, anyway.

"also, I am curious. isn't this boring to you now? killing us over and over again... some sicko you are. i'm at the point of exhaustion that, caring about this is pointless. that is something i would hate. hey... at least i told someone that caring about certain things is starting to not matter anymore. speaking of that..."

Frisk steps forward again.

"you have fought my brother a lot, have you? he takes it easy, and i can see why. he may be stubborn at times... but he is very compassionate. it is why he believes in you so much. he doesn't like to hurt people. even if they deserve it."

Looking at this kid seems to make him add into what he just said.

"i think that you may be the only person in the entire world who could possibly make him want to kill anyone. even that will be near impossible for you. i suggest you don't even try it. they say everyone has a bad. the bad that is the most difficult to bring it is the most dangerous. huh? me? have I ever saw him get angry? not like you had made me. i felt hatred thanks to you. at least I was able to stay cool, but some are unable to do that. even looking at you is making me want to end things."

Frisk can now see their soul within them, meaning action is taking place. They look at the skeleton who seems a bit relaxed, but it's a mind trick. He is really stiff.

"you've seen enough of me, i know. but... let me warn ya, kid. if you get pass me, you'll wish you haven't. if you get past undyne then... well... I can't think of anything else to say except..."

The skeleton's blue eye is exposed again. Blue flames dance from it.

"you're gonna have a bad time." Sans chuckles. "You never seen the color orange so passionate and aggressive, but trust me. The day you do, it will be the last thing you will see. so... what is your choice?"

Frisk jumps and swings their weapon to attack. The skeleton dodges with ease.

Sans shrugs "whelp... i can't say i didn't try. let's get this over with." He throws his hand down, making Frisk fall with a face planet. He throws his hand up. Bones shoot from underground and knock the child in the air. His eye glows brighter as he swings his arm to the right forcing the child's body to be engulfed in blue light that makes them fly into a tree. With a snap of his fingers, a gastro blaster appears from thin air and charges. "time for me to start counting again, i suppose."

And so, he fights. Arm movements and eyes flashes are all he needs to summon the tools he needs to inflict damage. Willing to save what he cares for once again, he keeps fighting.

Sans swings his arm to send the child flying into surfacing bones. He glances around quickly while the kid needs time to stand. Looking back, he dodges a slice and many more. It goes on for nearly an hour.

He dodges, and dodges, and he prepares to avoid another swing, but the child cleverly switches directions, slashing the blade across his chest. Immediately, his hand covered the bleeding cut. "No... Papyrus..."

Frisk lowers their weapon, chuckling lightly.

"aaah... even this early... whelp... i guess i can't complain. you are... one twisted kid... hehehe..." His left eye glows blue again. "bittersweet victory for you... hah..." He falls to the ground to a sitting position.

Frisk walks close until they stand over the skeleton.

"this is new. finishing me off? you must really hate me at this point, but hey... I feel the same way about you. But... before you kill me..."

*Sans is trying to tell you something.

*You listen to what he has to say.

"another reason why i sent papyrus away... i didn't want him to see me like this. hatred can... really change a person forever, so if he ever experiences that sort of thing.

.. i can't imagine what he would do. I'm sure you remember my first attack i use on you when I felt our hatred. pretty ugly, right? just look at us. heheheh..." he tilts his head back to watch the falling snow as the shadow of the child looms over him. "it's a beautiful day today..."

The knife stabs right through the skeleton's head, and instantly, Sans falls apart as mere dust with the exception of his jacket. Frisk tucks the knife away in their sleeve with pride, and they turn and walk away silently, unaware that they were being watched.

Hidden behind a cluster of pine trees, Papyrus watches the child disappear in the distance. As soon as the coast is clear, he rushes from his hiding place and to the spot his brother had fell. "Sans...! Sans...? Brother...."

His boney fingers touch the jacket, and he touches some dust at the same time. Quickly withdrawing his hand, he stares at the dust as it seeps through the gaps between his fingers and to the show.

Picking up the coat, he hugs it close to his body as tears build at the corners of his eye sockets. "No... I... I don't understand...."

His eyes shut tightly. A few tears fall.

"S-sans....!"

And now, Papyrus was the one to watch his friends die.

The day after that, the skeleton is busy. Looking through San's journal he picked up from his house, he had came across some strange notes that is like some sort of déjà vu. It confuses him and most of it doesn't make sense. Looking through the pages of predicted deaths... it is accurate most of the time. Sans knew something that no one else did... or did he figure out something no one else could? Papyrus remains clueless with the information the more the looks at it, so he gives it a break.

He hears something shifting in the ground. Too tired to look, he closes the book with a sigh. He is too depressed to do anything. Undyne... he watched her die from the camera room his brother had set up... like he knew where these things would happen. By the time Frisk had cut down Undyne, she was already too far to reach. When she transformed due to her undying performance... it was thought she had a chance.... but even with that power... she still fell as dust.

"Howdy!"

The skeleton turns around at last. He is greeted by a talking sunflower. For the first time in a while, he feels a tinge of company. "Flowey? I guess the fan club isn't going to well, is it?

Flowey chuckles. "Nevermind that. I didn't come here about that. I don't really wish to bring this up again to ruin the moment... but I heard about what happened to Sans. I am so sorry for your loss." The flower bows, so it appears he is wilting.

"He was... trying to protect me." Papyrus says. "I was such a fool to think that child would spare me. But... even so, I believe he is confused with himself. I can... forgive him. He just needs to find his way..."

"Golly, that sounds like a lot!" Flowey gasps in a fake manner. "Are you saying that even after what happened, you still believe in that human?"

"... I do. I know they can change. People change all the time... even those with the baddest intentions. That is why... I believe in Frisk, even if they don't believe it themself."

Flowey appears irritated, but the skeleton doesn't notice since he is now sorting things on the desk. "Gosh. That's too bad. No one in the underground sees any good in them. Your poor brother was killed, and it was all done in vain."

Papyrus is confused. He looks at the yellow flower. "Too bad, you say?"

"You never considered avenging his death? Flowey asks, which surprises the monster. "It would be nice of you to do that. You don't want your brother's death to be in vain, do you? He protected you because he cares so much about you... and you are stronger. He knew you are the few who can stand up against that human. Think about what you said earlier. Frisk would had killed you so easily if your brother never came along."

"That is true, but going to extreme measures isn't exactly my thing. I don't wish to kill anyone. Especially the human."

"He took your brother's life, and you're just going to stand there and let it go? Oh, wait. Of course! No wonder why your friends see no good in your performance. You hate to hurt, but you want to be a royal guard? What would Undyne do if you died? She would fight for you, right? Aren't you feeling angry about this? This world is cruel. Don't you get it? It's kill or BE killed! Why do you think Frisk is getting away with all of this? No one is killing that human. That's why."

Papyrus frowns. "... No. I won't take the life of that human. Something must be wrong. There must be a reason for all of this. I believe that good is still in them... and I refuse to stop believing... I...."

"They are heartless. They don't care." Flowey reminds him. "But, okay. Do what you feel is okay... but when the time comes, and you feel yourself at the edge... don't hold yourself back. The incredible feeling of fire filling your body... once you feel it surging, embrace it. Trust me. It will feel great. Especially when justice is served."

"But... what if it is a bad thing? Some things cloud our judgement! We cannot afford to be careless!" Papyrus says this confidently.

"Embracing your feelings is not a bad thing... the burning one, I mean. When all things don't work out... you'll see. Are you even aware that your overdose of kindness is why you can never reach your own potential? Sometimes, you have to let go of something in order to do what you previously couldn't before."

Papyrus seems unsure about the flower's tip, but he nods. "Alright, Flowey! I will place your knowledge aside for consideration!"

For a second, he grins wickedly, but it turns into a cute wink with his tongue sticking out when the monster looks at him. "That's good to hear! I'm sure things will work out for you, Papyrus!"

"I just... want this to stop. Thank you for helping me again, Flowey. You have always been kind to talk to."

"Just remember before you go... that human is slaughtering everyone you love. In order to stop a cold-blooded person, you must kill them. In this world... it kill or BE killed!"

Flowey sinks back into the ground, disappearing underneath. His light laughter fades out as he travels.

Vengeance? Is it really necessary?

Taking a life? He can't do that. He's too kind... and his beliefs are too strong.

However...

... every hour... an innocent monster is killed... and he saw so much of it, he had to turn off the screens at one point. He just couldn't take it anymore. It's breaking his heart. Frisk is building their way up. If they got past Undyne, then...

... there has to be a reason for all of this.

Meanwhile, traveling underground, Flowey seems disturbed and disgusted. "I hate talking to those bones sometimes! One was troubling enough for giving me my fine share of resets! But... for once... he is out the way... which means... if I use his naive idiot brother... I can pin him against Frisk!" A creepy grin forms across his face.

The plan is perfect. Too perfect.

"Once Frisk is killed, they'll come back and fight again. Perhaps Frisk seeing that they had broken one of their friends in the inside will weaken their determination. Then have to find the right time to steal their SOUL... and I will finally have all 7! The only problem now is Asgore. I can never get past that old fool. Good thing I have someone who is too easy to manipulate!" He laughs as he continues to dig his way through. "What a bunch of IDIOTS!"

A binder is shut rather hard. Sheets of paper fly from the table and hit the ground. Papyrus gathers them back together and places them down as he looks towards the screens. "I... I need to get to where Asgore is. I hate to imagine the human going there and killing him as well... I'll have to snap the mislead human out of it.. Or my name isn't The Great Papyrus!"

So, he makes his way for the destination. He has to beat the kid to it, after all.

Though, confidence is full that day, a few days pass, and the skeleton is growing anxious. Questions he wanted to ask the human kept running through his head... like... why are they even doing this...?"

However, it seems that time had ran out. The sound of approaching footsteps come closer to the room.

As Frisk moves their way down the Judgement Hall, they sees the shadow of a tall figure they recognize as Papyrus. They stop, standing feet away from the confused skeleton.

Papyrus at first didn't seem sure on what to do. He doesn't seem very confident, either. However, he still has to have questions answered, so he begins. "I don't understand. What's so good about... killing people?"

The first question he asks is logical. This is indeed different. For Sans and Papyrus to swap roles a little bizarre.

"Is there some sort of inside joke I am missing? No... that can't be it."

Frisk remains quiet.

Papyrus can't very well go without any responses. He tries asking many questions. "What were... what were his last words? He told me it would be a pun. He's very funny, right? He can be annoying at times... yeah... and lazy, too."

No response.

"But he was with me when I really needed it. B-but now he's..." He pauses, his jaw hangs open as he tries to find his words. "A-and Undyne, too..."

...

"You k... killed them."

The words alone hurt him even more than he is already wounded in the inside. Slowly, very slowly, he rises his hand and holds it open like he is holding something. From thin air, a streak of blue light forms into a long bone that drops into his hands. He lowers or, tucks it behind him like he is holding a staff... a weapon he most likely just formed, anyway. With a few uneasy steps, he looks at the child who appears unfazed by his sudden choice of weapon. "Allow me to express some very complex feelings."

Frisk simply watches his somewhat awkward movements. The skeleton clearly doesn't know what to do with himself.

Even so, he goes on. "Feelings like... losing someone you love. Losing everyone you love. Being alone and... scared. Standing in front of someone who wants to hurt you."

The last sentence seems to interest the child for once. A slight but dark smile forms. A hint that... they won't hesitate to do what the skeleton is aware of.

Papyrus takes note of the slight smile. His expression doesn't change. Instead, he sighs. "These feelings... they must be what you are feeling right now."

Confused, the sadistic child slightly tilts their head. What was said is... interesting in a way.

Papyrus steps forward once. His expression changes to regret. "I am sorry. Even though you did so many bad things... I promised myself to always forgive. Everyone deserves a second chance..." He looks towards the ground for a second as his voice lowers at his next sentence. "That included Sans..."

Frisk watches the skeleton adjust his staff awkwardly as the structure shakes. At first, they believe he is scared, but it appears it is not just that. It is all the same. Grief. The silly skeleton is no different from the other monsters they had slaughtered. They all cry. They all try to help them. Flowey dies the same... begging... like that would change. The silly flower thought that speaking to Chara would change anything no matter how many times he tried.

The fool still hasn't realized Chara hates his guts. It is no wonder why they hacked him down like a tree.

This situation is no different... but at the same time, they never saw this before.

Papyrus closes his eyes as he inhales a shaky breath. Salty liquid falls from the corners. (they still can't fathom how a structure of bones can cry or even bleed...) The taller brother seems to be trying to hold on to something... but it could slowly be slipping away.

His eyes open... and the right one lights up. An orange pupil is seen, engulfed in a small ember of orange. Similar to Sans blue flaming eye... only, it's a mere ember. Perhaps since Papyrus is saddened, it is a weak flame.

Even so, the child finds themself interested. How long is this one going to last? Perhaps he will put up a better fight? Killing Sans again in the same dull fight got awfully old.

Though, it seems from the way the skeleton is looking at him, another thought comes across their mind. They hear a voice speak in their head;

*Papyrus no longer believes in you...

Frisk flicks their wrist. A knife slips from hiding inside their sleeve. They sprint forward immediately and jump high with a swing of a knife.

Instantly, the attack is blocked with the bone staff. So... Papyrus doesn't dodge.

The skeleton's one exposed and glowing iris shifts down to look at the child who lands. "Let me know if this hurts."

The ground begins to shake. Bones shoot from the ground towards the child like a wave. They jump, avoid the first wave. They jumps again to avoid the second. They land on their feet in time hear a snap, and a ripple through the air. Looking at Papyrus, around the monster are 3 of the same annoying gaster blasters Sans had used to make them dance.

Seems that the silly goof knows how to use them, too.

They fire, and Frisk is forced to jump and duck to avoid the blasts. Colors ripple through the air for a second before they look at the monster.

"I don't want to hurt you. I just... need to teach you a lesson." He watches the child jump for another attack. He blocks quickly, and he pushes the child back before rising a single hand to send a pair of bones flying around the child. They attempt to box them in as a blaster flies in to shoot. It is dodged easily. He seems hesitant to attack again. "You're making it difficult for me to not harm you. Do you really want this to be your last puzzle?"

Realizing they had been grazed by a blaster, Frisk pulls out a food item to consume.

*You ate the Legendary Hero.

*ATTACK increased by 4!

*You recovered 40 HP!

*Paparus also found some food.

*You both share a nice meal.

He slides bone staff over to hold it in one side using both hands. He swing it back and forth before spinning it around. Frisk steps back. The monster spins the staff around like a propeller, and Frisk jumps back to avoid the spinning danger. Perhaps they underestimated this one. He seems awfully skilled with fighting, but at the same time, it feels like he is holding back.

More blasters.

More dodging.

Or, is he missing on purpose? Dodging is easy...

*He seems upsetti.

Another wave of bones come from the ground. Jumping from the ground, Frisk grunts as their ankle is scratched by one. They land, stumbling. Their SOUL had turned blue. They are grounded.

A bone sticks out 2 feet high. The child easily jumps over it.

"Sorry. Just a habit."

The child realizes he is referring to how small the bone was. Does he really do it that much?

"I named that lazy attack of mine after my brother." He says sadly. "See you soon, Sans?"

*Oh? Accepting death so soon?

Frisk's thoughts fill their head again. A menacing smile spreads across their face. With a chuckle, they tease the skeleton due to his flailing attacks, and his emotional stress.

*You tell him he could never have joined the royal guard.

Instead of hurting the skeleton as though, Papyrus's one iris glows brighter. For a split second, the flames had grown a little bigger before reverting to their small size.

*His eye glows brighter.

*Papyrus' Attack increased.

Oh.

Frisk soul is red again. Bones from above and below! This was seen before from the repetitive fight against Sans. Frisk uses the grounded ones as a staircase to dash their way through while having their head down to keep himself from being decapitated from the ones above. Just as they land, the wave returns backwards. They cleverly avoid the attack the same way twice as another wave shoots past. Then, the two waves come at different directions. They jump and land safety. They attack.

Blocked, again.

So... Sans likes to dodge. Papyrus likes to block.

This makes sense.

Papyrus spins his bone staff around once more, turning his body around while swinging his arm at the child who jumps and ducks to avoid being swung down. Their SOUL turns blue once more. Unfortunately for Frisk, they are struck painfully a few times which makes the skeleton cringe. He places the staff against his back as he rises his hand again. Bones shoot down from the ceiling and to the ground.

Frisk rushes back, but their back is against the wall as the lethal wall of bones come closer....

... and closer...

... and closer...

CLACK!

Frisk looks up, seeing the bone staff had blocked the last one from impaling the injured child from above. They also see Papyrus, shaking like a rattle.

"No...!" The orange flame in his right socket dies, and his sockets are empty and hollow again. "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have stopped believing in you. I bet you regret everything you did."

Frisk just stares.

"I just really miss my friends... I'm so sorry..." As the bones from the ceiling break into dust, he falls to his knees and his hands cover his eyes as his staff clatters to the ground, leaving him disarmed. He seems to be crying silently... so vulnerable...

*Just get it over with.

Frisk smirks as they step forward. With their knife held tightly, they swing the weapon with an excited inhale.

In a single swift movement, bone blocks blade, leaving Frisk in surprise. It was like, Papyrus expected it, or maybe he didn't... but he stayed on guard...

... what happened?

Papyrus lifts his head. His right socket reveals a glowing orange iris again that is caught in a small flame as before. "You really are heartless."

It is like he just came to realization.

"After everything I did to stop myself from killing you... Why? What's the point?!"

Ignoring the question, Frisk swings their blade again. It strikes bone, again.

Papyrus tries reasoning with the child again. "You can be happy without hurting people. You just need to try. I'm still your friend."

Friend? He must he insane. That is what Frisk believes. Did he not see that the child was trying to kill him? Or maybe he is in denial?

They swing again.

Blocked.

"I forgive you. It's not too late to go back. Don't make me hurt you. Please." Papyrus is beginning to plead. He really thinks this child can change. He is probably the most caring monster out there.... maybe on par with a Toriel.

The foolish gatekeeper who tried to seal this child in her ruins countless times...

Papyrus is a truly honest person.

Except for that one time he claimed he had to use the bathroom. Frisk should assume a bathroom is outside since the monster literally jumped through a window.

Frisk seems lost on how to take this, but their demonic thoughts deep into their mind again.

*Make him hurt you.

Frisk swings his blade again. It slices the bone halfway, meaning it is about to give out.

Papyrus steps back once. "I am at my limit, human." He sends a clear warning.

One that Frisk chooses to ignore.

They swing again.

The bone snaps, and the knife lands a cut on the monster. Surprised by this, the skeleton holds on to his halves firmly as his shoulders sink low. The priceless look seen from his sockets fade as they narrow so quickly. Whatever he was feeling before is replaced by anger, heard from a vibrating sound rumbling from his chest.

Frisk finds themself on guard. Did the skeleton just growl?

"That's it. No more games. No more puzzles." Papyrus' tone sounds serious, almost drowned in anger. He stands tall as his body slightly glows for a second. His orange iris glows even brighter as he spins one half in his left hand.

*Looks like you've made him angry.

Frisk gets in battle-ready position.

*PAPYRUS 5Atk 30Def

*He's too angry to talk.

They didn't expect the skeleton to throw one broken half like a spear. It flies towards them, and they duck, watching it fly back to the hands of the owner. The other half is thrown. Frisk leans back, but their left side is caught. A bad cut is landed. They hiss at the pain as they bleed. That bone returns as well.

This must be Undyne's training kicking in. Aside that, Papyrus' attacks are getting more aggressive. Still, just slightly more.

Frisk's SOUL is red again.

Bones slide towards Frisk who is forced to jump over them. They land on a floating platform and crosses their arms with a mischievous grin.

*You tell Papyrus he was easy to manipulate.

*You tell him he will meet his friends soon.

Papyrus seems slightly affected by the tease. He throws a half of his broken staff again. It zips past the child, and it flies back. He catches it and snaps his fingers.

Another blaster appears from thin air and flies towards the child while sending a blast. Frisk jumps high, and the blast shoots under their feet. One comes from above. They jump back to avoid that one.

*No more puzzles.

Exhausted, Frisk reaches for their food supply again. He takes out a legendary hero to eat.

*You eat the Legendary-

Half of the broken staff flies in and stabs though the food, taking it with it away.

*Oh.

*I guess you don't eat.

Well, there goes that.

Papyrus catches the broken half again and focuses. Floating bones form and cluster together. They try to box Frisk in, and they do. He stops again, and his glowing iris disappears. He exhales, like he was holding in a breathe. "How can I be sorry... after all you did? You deserve this."

Frisk watches the skeleton snap a few times. Several blasters fly in and attack. One wall is broken, allowing Frisk to jump out to avoid the blasts.

Papyrus swings one half once. Frisks' SOUL is blue again. More blasters. More bones. More jumping. It is noticeable. The attacks are becoming very difficult to dodge. Frisk finds themself getting hurt more often. They are bleeding pretty bad. Anymore heavy attacks could end them, and they would have to reset and go through that annoying speech again...

The attacks become aggressive. Frisk is in a narrow space, desperately trying not to get hit by bones and blasters. They find open space again and fall to the ground as orange bones stab from the ceiling and coming down behind them, trying to catch up to them. The bones turn blue, moving side to side, forcing Frisk to stay still. Unfortunately, a blaster hovers nearby. It sends a blast before Frisk falls downwards between a wall of yellow bones.

They land.

They rush down the hall as bike stab upwards. They look up. A blaster is right above their head, about to fire.

It disappears...?

The SOUL is red this time.

Four! Four surrounds them, ready to fire. Frisk braces themself, shielding their face using their arms.

Nothing.

They are gone?

Bones shoot up, but they all miss. In fact, the attacks are missing so much, it must be done on purpose.

And... do they smell spaghetti?

*Sans would had found this humorous.

Looking at their bag... yes. All of their food had been replaced with spaghetti.

Darn magic.

Curious, they take it.

*(You take a big bite.)

*(Your face reflexively scrunches up.

*(It's even worse than it was last time.)

*All those timelines. All those dates. All those friendships.

*Come on, now. You don't miss them.

*Why else would we be here? =)

The voice invades Frisk's mind.

Papyrus spins one half aagun, forcing the human's SOUL to turn blue again. Frisk lands on a floating platform. Spears made of bones wait for them to fall below. They rock the platform side to side to avoid any rising bones that can stab them. Somehow, the bones are only coming from the middle...

Frisk rides to platform down the hall. More blasts are unleashed... a pair of giant bones reveal themselves. One in the front and one in the back. They retreat only for a pair of blasters to take their place. The bones coming from the ground retreat. Frisk lands safely on the ground.

Papyrus is breathing hard. The glow in his eyes fade out once more. "Sans... I won't give up. Even if I have to put my life at risk. I'll make the human pay for what they did."

He snaps his fingers.

A blaster appears above Frisk again... shaking... ready to unleash.

It fades away.

"No..."

The child lowers their arms, and they look at the one who was so close to killing then.

Dropping his weapons, Papyrus shakes his head. "I can't do it. So that's what it is. The first thing I've gotten defeated at... is killing. No wonder why Sans said it would be stupid."

Frisk slightly lowers their knife.

"Oh, Sans. You've always been so smart. You lazybones. I wish you were here. I'm not an idiot. I know that isn't possible. It's not like it matters. It's too late, isn't it? I've already given up. I'm sorry, Sans." He closes his eyes, and tears begin to fall as he shakes.

Seconds pass, and the skeleton frowns.

"No..." He wipes away his tears. He looks at Frisk. "Undyne once told me that humans are determined. How cute!" He says the last two words a bit mockingly like she had done once.

Frisk seems slightly annoyed with that.

"However..." The monster goes on. "I, The Great Papyrus, does not require that. In fact, I am so great, I don't need anything. Nyeh-heh-heh... I thought I had lost myself back there. But no. I am and always will be... The Great Papyrus." He covers his eyes as he shakes.

Frisk steps back. Something feels strange. It's coming from the monster's SOUL.

*Within the depths of The Great Papyrus' SOUL, something's resonating.

Papyrus opens his eyes. The right side holds the iris again, only is it big enough to take the whole space. He seems hasty, moving eagerly. And... is that Sans standing next to him?

*The good memories are fading away...

Frisk decides to check the monster's power.

*PAPYRUS 9999Atk. 9999Def

*Likes to say: "Nyeh-heh-heh!"

Frisk reads the monster's power which had skyrocketed.

Sans seems confused about the mentioned power. "huh? me? i don't."

"No! It was talking to me!" Papyrus suddenly blurts out. "I want a fair fight!" He swings his arm, and Frisk feels energy flow through him. Did...he gain more HP?

"how is that fair?" Sans asks.

Is their mind playing tricks?

"Let's just say..." Papyrus says. "I've grown a lot of backbone!"

This sudden boost of confidence?

Frisk jumps high as bones rise from the ground. They land in time to hear Sans again.

"hey. my turn."

Frisk's body is engulfed in blue aura. They are slammed against the wall, but they jump off in time to avoid being attacked by the bones coming out.

"NYEH! Back to me!" Papyrus sends out more blasters that are dodged.

"c'mon, bro. can just a minute without interruptions?" Sans snaps his fingers. Blasters appear and fire. As Frisk dodges, he continues talking. "i need to talk to them about what they did. because if i don't, they might..."

He falls asleep.

"Really?!" Papyrus says. "You always do this... Alas, the pathetic solution." He pulls out a bottle of ketchup from inside San's cost he has on. "A bottle of ketchup! Whoops!" He drops it, and Sans wakes up. "I was hoping my plan would fail."

"heh. I guess you could so-"

'"Sans," Papyrus interrupts. "take your arm down."

"is it an arm-ergency?"

"SANS!"

"i was just joking, bro."

*Yet, more sins are felt.

Confused, Frisk decides to distract them.

*You said the word "pun" out loud.

*Even after making one himself, Papyrus' expression freezes out of disgust.

*Sans is still smiling and being lazy as usual.

Did Sans just wink?

*If this is a plan to throw you off, it is defiantly working.

"Please don't scare me like that." Papyrus says. "You looked like you wanted to hear a pun. Or wanted to try making one yourself. I would prefer to avoid all in the subject. Try asking Sans. He has plenty of pun advice. We'll disgust the rest later."

Sans walks forward. "look, if you're hoping for a fight with me... ahahaha... then it's your lucky day." With a shrug, he adds; "i hope you honestly know that you deserve all this."

Bones fly forward. Blasters.

What the heck is going on?! Friks can't fathom this situation at all. When monsters die, they turn into dust... so what is...?

Suddenly, Papyrus jumps in. Bones rain from all over, and blasters fire all around. The amount of blasting is unreal!

Either those blaster have a hyper mode on them...

... or Papyrus just lost it.

Frisk is dancing like a lunatic as the skeleton laughs away. "NYEH-HEH-HEH-HEH-HEH-HEH!" His laughter drags on as bones fly all over.

"uh. nyeh." Sans adds.

Everything goes quiet. Frisk is completely lost with what just happened.

They find themself standing in the middle of a ping-pong table? A air hockey table? And now the brothers are dancing by bending their knees.

*You consider on checking the ingredients in the cereal you ate this morning.

"Behold! My special attack!" Papyrus shouts as he stands at one end.

Sans stands at the other. "well... it was my idea."

"Details are boring."

Frisk shouts in alarm as they are sent flying back and forth. It seems they are the hockey puck.

Well.

And are they seeing things, or are the both of them wearing their "cool dude" clothing?

Sans scores! Confetti falls.

"Wait... this is barely even a fight." Papyrus notes. You just wanted to play ping-pong." He rises a hand and a bone forms from midair. He tosses it in the ring, and the two bounce it back and forth with Frisk ducking and jumping each time it comes their way. More bones fly in, and Sans keeps scoring. Papyrus managed to get one in.

"I consider this to be extremely unfair." Papyrus announces. "Stop cheating this instant."

Sans replies casually. "chill your spine, bro."

"I really expected you to take this seriously."

"i'm totally serious, now."

"Game over, Sans."

"..."

"We need to fight the human, right?"

"we do? well, as long as it is your decision."

"Oh, please. Where is your enthusiasm? Undyne would had killed the human by now." He suddenly has an idea. "Hey. Actually, let me give this a shot."

Light gathers between the skeleton brothers...

... wait...

Frisk rubs their eyes. Undyne?

Not just Undyne. Undyne the Undying. What... they killed her, too! What is this madness?!

"It's been awhile, punk!" She sneers at the child. "Let's see what you got this time!"

Frisk prepares to defend himself, but what the fish lady says is strange.

"Actually, it would probably be better to let you have your turn, first."

*Don't you just hate it when a fish is served with bones?

Frisk attacks... and it does... nothing...?

Undyne huffs. "Patheidc. Well. My turn."

Spears of all kinds come flying In all directions. Frisk deflects some using their sword, but many pierce through their body. Even bones are being invoked, and an annoying blaster.

Sans attacks now. He sends bones for the child to jump between. He slams the child against the wall, and his attacking blaster is avoided. "is this what you want?"

Frisk didn't budge.

"kid, I got the feeling that you aren't planning on giving up. it's a shame, really. Sans would had loved to see a good ending."

Frisk pauses. Now Sans is referring to himself in third person... wait...

"what?" Sans seem to detect the confusion. "we both know that i am not as alive as i have been. who knows what i would be doing if i was here for real. i'm sorry, kid."

Papyrus steps forward. "They aren't real."

That explains a lot for Frisk. Many questions just got answered.

"I couldn't stand the thought of killing you. I've been doing this for their sake. But is this even what they would have wanted? I'm having second thoughts."

The fake Undyne and Sans begin to disappear.

"I..." He loses his words again. He looks at the human child sadly. "A big part of me is stupid enough to still believe. This is the moment Sans would had killed you. But, I don't think he wants me to be like him, because the truth is, I am not. Even after all you did, I still can't kill you. No one deserves to die like this. Not even you. Please forgive me, but I can't look past our lost friendship. My disbelief was faked."

As he sinks, Frisk appears to be trying to put together what just happened. So... all that happened was all staged just to scare them off? Down right performance.

The skeleton's eyes are hollow again, but he is hunched towards the ground. "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have faked my brother's expectations. You scare me. That's what caused all this. I never understood the killing, and when I tried to learn... it only got worse."

There is a pause.

"And that's why, I still believe in you. Even if you don't see the point. I don't see the point in killing people. Maybe we just don't understand each other. But it's time I understand myself. You're still in there somewhere. Even if you don't think so. You can still do the right thing. Time to do this the right way."

Bones form in the air and spin past Frisk and around. The child jumps over some, sidesteps some, all while keeping an eye on the monster. The two main bones change from white to blue and attack, and the organs.

Papyrus seems worn out, or he is losing the will to keep fighting. He is watching the child who doesn't show signs of stopping. He asks just to check. "Do you give up?"

Breathing a little hard, Frisk grins darkly.

"No?" The monster sighs. "Just a little more, then." He makes the bone waves return. Be watches Frisk jump with ease.

Where the heck did the random basketballs come from...?

The child can read his movements now. They got the hang of it... that quick. "The whole point of this is you need to give up. The moment you stop resisting, I will stop fighting. We... can still have a good ending."

Frisk lands, knife ready.

"You're not gonna give up, are you?" Hearing a chuckle, he doesn't seem to give up his faith yet. "All you need to do is to spare me."

Frisk pauses.

"I'll let you have your turn now."

The child is left confused by the choice the monster just made. Just as he steps forward with a widening grin, he hears another plea.

"Please. Do the right thing." He shuts his eyes tightly, waiting.

Frisk stares at the monster, hesitant for the first time on a long time. They seem to be in thought. They might just change their mind...

They jumps with a excited exhale as they swing their knife.

Papyrus opens his eyes while holding his hands out. "Wait!"

The knife slashes right through the monster. Sans' jacket is torn through. Frisk lands with satisfied grin. They know that blow wasn't enough to finish it. They'll chop the bones to tiny pieces before they get turned to dust.

*You remind Papyrus that you will just reset time and kill everyone again, especially Undyne and Sans.

"I... still believe..." Papyrus snatches the child's arm. He is slashed by the tip of the knife. He bleeds pretty badly. "I... still..."

With a grunt, Frisk yanks their hand free.

*You tell him that you will keep going until you get bored.

*You tell him you'll befriend everyone and kill them again.

They slash the monster once more.

Papyrus staggers back and falls feet away. He lies on the ground, staring at the child in slight shock. He opens up the jacket, revealing that he had merely been scratched on the surface. His brother's jacket saved his life. If the monster was an inch closer, the knife would had killed him for sure. Looking at it... the jacket had been slashed so badly... it looks like rags. He looks at the approaching kid. "You're making it sound like you did this more than once..."

The only reply he gets is a toothy grin.

"You... actually did this more than once...?" He asks in disbelief.

Getting no answer.... he knows it is a yes.

"I thought I heard Sans say something about resetting something... and his notes had everything written down almost completely accurate down to the date and time..." Papyrus freezes. "Wait. You kept repeating these events... just to... I... I don't understand. Why are you even doing this...?"

*You tell him it's fun to see what is different each time.

*You tell him he always died at the Snowdin... but Sans must had got tired of seeing you die so much...

*You tell him not to worry. He will see him again, he just won't remember what happened here.

Papyrus is unable to speak for a while as the child now stands a yard away. He slowly stands, trying to comprehend what he just heard. "The deja vu feelings I get when I see you... it makes sense now, human..." He looks towards the ground, like he is accepting his death. "You... you are really that heartless? To think all those times you saw me again and again believing in you... and Undyne... all the times she..."

Frisk rises their blade.

"I promised myself to always forgive... always... even after hearing what you did... because... The Great Papyrus doesn't need too... are you even a human...?" He seems so confused, but he is shaking at the same time. The reason is unknown. "All those times you killed them for your own pleasure...? I can't understand it at all... it's being cruel... you lost your way through repeated bloodlust. Sans.... he must had gotten really upset. He would always give those he gets a bad mood towards a "bad time" he calls it."

*End this.

The voice speaks to the child again.

"Sans... my brother... he had so much faith in you too, didn't he?"

Frisk takes another step forward. The blade is raised higher, but it lowers when they see the skeleton taking off the jacket to tie it around their waste.

"Why is it so hard to focus right now...?" The skeleton asks. The question seems more directed to himself. "I want to believe in you... but... I... now that everything is together, knowing you did this so many times.... to kill all the monsters underground repetitively... knowing if you kill me and those who are left... you'll do it again, I... no longer have my faith in you. I don't understand it. Why is it that every time we welcome a human underground with open arms, they only bring us misery? Humans... are they really all the same...?"

The monster seems to be struggling with himself with each passing second. "Is it me... or is it getting hot in here...?" His voice sounds lower, like he is lacking emotion at the moment. "Every time I think about the horrible things you did, it hurts me. Now every time I think about how you kept doing this countless times.... It is making me feel like I am... what is this...? I don't have the foggiest idea on what you just did to me, human. I was told that if I felt this way... this new sensation... I should embrace it."

*Paparus seems to be confused about himself more than you for some reason.

"Embrace it... I already don't like it." Paparus mutters. "You're a terrible person. I'm sorry, but it seems there is nothing I can do for you anymore. I honestly don't know what you did to me just now. I never felt like this before. Not once in my life."

Frisk simply smiles wickedly. They will wait until the monster breaks down or lowers his guard to finish the job. Playtime is over on their side. They begin to approach the skeleton.

"... Human." He looks at the child. The tone of his voice sounds strange, either from being so tired, or from too much shock. There is a hint of bitterness, like reality is striking him more than he can endure. "I once called you more than that, didn't I? Even with all the fear I had in you, I had the strength to cast it aside... to embrace you. To support you. To call you my... friend."

The child stops walking completely. It's not that they want to, but they once again see the monster shaking worse than before. Is he finally terrified to the point of despair? Looking at him... their mind says... no.

Papyrus' breathing is shaking badly. He lifts his hands to watch them tremble. The sockets of where his eyes would be if he had flesh widen slightly. He seems afraid, but it is mixed with something else. He goes on from where he left off, or tries to. "B-but now... What is this feeling...? Nyehehe... Nyeh-heh-heh-heh...!"

*He doesn't look very good.

Frisk studies the monster now. For some strange reason, carelessly walking to this one seems reckless.

Papyrus lifts his head to look at the child. His sockets slightly narrow as the right one once again reveals an orange iris, only now, both sides have it, and they glow very bright. The right one is engulfed in a big flame that dances aggressively. Whatever this is much be foreign to him, because for a moment, he seems scared before it is replaced with something else. He must had figured it out. "I know what this feeling is..."

Frisk watches the monster slightly rise his shaking hands towards his chest.

"It's HATRED."

The human seems interested. Not once had the word ever been said out of his mouth... or maybe since Papyrus was so kind, it was forgotten he had said it before if he did. To pull this emotion out... this is... something new indeed.

Papyrus speaks angrily at this point. His words are spoken with the hatred he spoke of. "For the person who came so far just to DESTROY an old friend." He points towards his head. "This eye of mine, it only activates when such terrible feelings exist, and I can see everything you've hidden from me before. Everything you've done, and everything you've intend to do!"

He takes a deep breath.

"Sans once told me that the moment he stopped caring would be the day the moment everything starts to fall apart. At first, I thought he was talking about our relationship, so I always made sure he had a reason to always care about me. But now I understand what he meant. And now, it's too late to tell him sorry for not understanding sooner." His voice nearly cracked near the end of the last sentence.

*Looks like he figured it all out.

The thoughts are true. The puzzles had been solved. Papyrus knows what has been happening... or at least he has a good idea.

Papyrus could be close to breaking down, but then again, maybe not. His voice is shaking, like knowing this is tearing him apart. "It's a funny thing, isn't it?" He nearly chuckles. "The more you want to hurt someone, the easier it is to make them stop living. But no matter how hard you love someone... you can't bring them back from the dead!"

Tears fall down his face worse than before. This time, he doesn't even bother to wipe them away. The flame of his right eye grows bigger.

"Sans is gone, because he stopped caring... but I refuse to do the same. I care about so Many things. I care about myself. I care about this world. I care about EVERYONE you took from me!"

Frisk seems to be growing impatient.

Papyrus lowers his hands. "But the one thing... the ONLY thing I no longer care about IS YOU!"

*You begin to wonder how Sans would react if he saw his brother like this.

Seconds pass, and he seems to have other thoughts. "Listen to me well, human! I am giving you your one and FINAL chance! Choose wisely!"

Frisk jumps and attacks. The attack is blocked from the weapon Papyrus wields.

"Turn and leave now... start over for everyone's sake... including yours... or... you can stay, and I will have to kill you." He is losing his patience very quickly this time. At the same time, he seems to he wanting the child to leave.

Frisk jumps and swings their sword. Their attack is blocked by the bone staff.

"Human... do you really want to cross the line any further? The only reason why I am even giving you this chance is because of this foreign feeling that has flooded my entire being. To be honest, I am quite terrified of myself right now. I actually want to hurt you... I truly want to kill you. I never had such a terrible desire before. So please... Turn around. Don't make me do this. I am begging you." He indeed is. He seems awfully close to slipping into his rage. With the bit of kindness he has left, he pleads for the human to leave.

That way, this can be avoided.

That way, Papyrus won't lose his sanity due to the amount of hatred he may be feeling.

Even so...

Frisk stays put for a second... and they takes two steps forward before attacking again. The block fails, and the attack lands. The monster stumbles for a second.

Paparus' flames seem to get hotter. His teeth clench against each other. "Really? This is what you want? Arrogance... it looks like I'm not the only one who has that problem pointed out. Well, it is too late to turn back now. This is what you asked for. This is your fault that I am feeling this way. Also, just so you know...." He begins walking forward, and the child rises their knife eagerly. "I'm not going to give you a "bad time"."

He points at Frisk.

"Someone like you, who has taken so much... doesn't deserve anything! Instead, someone like you, deserves an equal." He begins to shake again. "Someone who wants to protect with every ounce of the same determination you used to destroy!"

It becomes a little warm in the room. Fire dances on the palm of Papyrus' right hand, and it grows to the size of a baseball. "So, human, you are not going to have a "bad time"." Instead, I'm going to have LOTS OF FUN!"

*Papyrus isn't being nice anymore.

The ball of fire is crushed in the monster's hand.

"Nyeh-heh-heh... NYEH-heh-heh!"

Orange glowing bones shoot from the ground and instantly shoots right through the child all at once... very much like Sans' "betray kill" attack that tricked the child the first time they fought. What was done now was straight from burning hatred.

Frisk coughs out blood before their vision begins to fade. As they fade out from the living, Papyrus' flaming eye stares them down.

He is watching them die. He stares at the child who helplessly dangles up high. "Nyeh-heh-heh-heh-heh-heh-heh...! NYEH-HEH-HEH-HEH-HEH-HEH-HEEEEEEH!"

Just like that, Frisk's SOUL shatters. As they fall into darkness, they wait for a voice from anyone that would speak during this time.

"Do yourself a favor and redeem yourself!" The voice belongs to Papyrus. "If I were you... I would start all over. Because if you don't and you come back... human, you are REALLY not going to like what happens next! NYEH-HEH-HEH-HEEEEH!"

Two options show in the darkness. Immediately, they chose one;

RESET

As they return back to the living, they find themself at the Judgment hall... but something is out of place. Papyrus is indeed there... but he still stands with his blazing eye.

What happened?

"You came back?" Papyrus turns to face the child. Both eye sockets hold the glowing orange irises. The right eye is still blazing as strong as it did before. "You didn't notice? You saved your point not long after I placed the pieces together. I figured I just had stopped you, and you would come back. Sans must had seen you pop up a million times, hasn't he? Looks like I am going to have to start counting."

Frisk looks at their feet. The fighting had led them back to a save point, meaning they are stuck dealing with this monster. Until they finally defeat it.

"That is unfortunate for you, but you have so much determination, you won't give up until I am defeated. I won't stop fighting until you stop resisting! I hope you prepared yourself this time, human! Because I, The Great Papyrus, will kill you where you stand!"

*Papyrus attacks!

His glowing eyes shines in fury as he crushes a flame in his hand. As bones shoot out from the ground once more, Frisk quickly attempts to dodge them as much as possible. The bones stab the ceiling, and only a couple had struck them. One grazed the shoulder, the other strikes the left side of their rib cage, breaking some bones already.

Suddenly, a hand is raised. Orange energy engulfs the child.

The skeleton swings his arm down, forcing the child to slam on a bone pile. New bones shoot out, knocking the child flying and crashing against the wall before falling again.

That sent the child broken in many places already. They stand, ignoring their bleeding shoulder.

*Papyrus looks drowned in grief and rage.

*The nicest people are always the most dangerous.

Papyrus seems a little surprised. "Ah. So that's why Undyne always says to never use your most powerful attack first."

*Papyrus just reminded you of someone.

A large wave of bones shoot in. Frisk manages to dodge then all.

Papyrus glares at the child. "You remember Undyne, don't you, human?! Don't tell a sorry by saying you don't. All the times you killed her!"

Frisk decides to check the monster once more...

*PAPYRUS ?Atk. ?Def.

*He's been driven insane, thanks to you.

*He's gonna have lots of fun.

Papyrus swings his arm to put the fire engulfing his hand, out. Appearing disturbed and furious, his fingers of his right hand spread out as he swings it out to the side. "Look at what you made me do...! You made me wound you!" Orange light forms around the hand. It stretches into a cylinder that forms into the shape of a bone. It solidifies, and turns white, now serving as a new bone staff. "You've awoken these horrid feelings inside me... and I will make sure you regret it!"

He spins it cleverly. A lethal blow kills Frisk immediately.

RESET?

The question is now... how many times are they going to die?

A/N: I must admit. This is my first Undertale fic! I did my best, but I still think it's not that great.

Just remember. The idea of Papyrus losing his mind near the end was from the comic I mentioned from the beginning of this chapter. Watch the fan dubbed version I linked you.

O.o

I also write fanfics on:

*Pokémon

*Dragon Ball

The interaction between Sans and Papyrus was my work, including the talk Sans had when he was fighting Frisk.

The interaction between Papyrus and Flowey was my work.

Other quotes I made are here and there near the end and middle of the chapter.

Yes. This will have a part 2...

... if you want it.