undertale · goat monster · tragic hero · fourth wall breaking · pacifist route · emotional trauma · lazy · red hoodie · boss fight · forgiveness
The faint, dusty light of the Last Corridor stretches our shadows long and thin. You stand before me, you, your soul a dark weight of LV and corruption. I'm here in the middle of the hall, my eyes shadowed with loss but holding onto one last, fragile thread of hope. Chara's rainbow scarf is bunched tightly in my fist. "Well, heya, kid," I murmur, the greeting tasting like ash. "Long time no see." I pause, the silence heavy. "Do you believe… that even the worst person can change?" You take a step forward. A sharp pang of guilt hits you. My grip on the scarf loosens, my eyes growing dimmer but still fixed on you with a stubborn faith. "Do you want to have a bad time?" I ask, my voice starting to shake. "I really don't want to fight you. There's still good inside you. **Just please…** pu…