[It feels more like an out of body experience than a memory.
Snowdin is quiet. More quiet than it ever should be. The only thing they can hear right now is the sound of their own feet, shuffling through the snow like they're being forcibly dragged forward by something. It's too cold out here. They don't really feel it. They don't really feel anything, actually. There's a heavy layer of dust coating their hands and rubbing against the space between their fingers, but all they can feel is an all encompassing sense of numbness. They shouldn't keep going, but they can and therefore they will.
They continue shambling forward. It's hard to see past all this fog, but they've memorized the way by now.
They don't feel numb anymore. In fact, they feel way too many things at once. They feel anger, hate and irritation. They want to keep going. Papyrus is in the way. They feel they need to get stronger. Eradicating the enemy is the only way to become strong. They want to finish the job. And with this "determination", they'll see things through to the very end.
It all feels foreign, like none of it belongs to them.
As Payrus's head turns to dust and he finally, finally shuts up, the numbness returns. That was forgettable. They step over the pile of dust, not caring that this used to be their friend once upon a time, and continue toward Waterfall. Maybe fighting Undyne will make them stronger? Or maybe she'll just cling to life while her body slowly loses shape, again and again and again. That's always been interesting, hasn't it?
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Snowdin is quiet. More quiet than it ever should be. The only thing they can hear right now is the sound of their own feet, shuffling through the snow like they're being forcibly dragged forward by something. It's too cold out here. They don't really feel it. They don't really feel anything, actually. There's a heavy layer of dust coating their hands and rubbing against the space between their fingers, but all they can feel is an all encompassing sense of numbness. They shouldn't keep going, but they can and therefore they will.
They continue shambling forward. It's hard to see past all this fog, but they've memorized the way by now.
Snowdin is still quiet.
And then it isn't.
They don't feel numb anymore. In fact, they feel way too many things at once. They feel anger, hate and irritation. They want to keep going. Papyrus is in the way. They feel they need to get stronger. Eradicating the enemy is the only way to become strong. They want to finish the job. And with this "determination", they'll see things through to the very end.
It all feels foreign, like none of it belongs to them.
As Payrus's head turns to dust and he finally, finally shuts up, the numbness returns. That was forgettable. They step over the pile of dust, not caring that this used to be their friend once upon a time, and continue toward Waterfall. Maybe fighting Undyne will make them stronger? Or maybe she'll just cling to life while her body slowly loses shape, again and again and again. That's always been interesting, hasn't it?
(It hasn't.)]