[Frisk watches Chara evenly, the corners of their mouth pulling down slightly and thick brows wrinkling ever so slightly.]
We both did the same.
[Frisk can remember cutting down Toriel. In one strike, after a long and desperate fight...in her most vulnerable moment. They remember Papyrus dissolving away, Mettaton breaking apart, Undyne melting in horrifying fashion. Asgore falling apart in front of their eyes over and over and over and over. Countless other monsters turned to dust at their hand.]
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We both did the same.
[Frisk can remember cutting down Toriel. In one strike, after a long and desperate fight...in her most vulnerable moment. They remember Papyrus dissolving away, Mettaton breaking apart, Undyne melting in horrifying fashion. Asgore falling apart in front of their eyes over and over and over and over. Countless other monsters turned to dust at their hand.]
[That wasn't just Chara. Frisk knows that.]
It's not fair for me to keep this.