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This is a Text adaptation of an original comic created by MadOtto. Her profile, which contains the original comic, is contained in the description. It is recommended you read the comic before you read this. Enjoy! ~Devon

Frisk's Point of View

I stumbled upon a creature in the core. He was easily three feet taller than me. He was wearing black and white clothing that looked a lot like a jester's. His hat was like a jesters hat, except the adornment at the top ran all the way down to his shoulders. They each had a bell on the end. He was sitting against a wall, his head nested in his hands. I couldn't see his face. He looked heartbroken. Like he had lost someone who he could never replace. I reached my hand out to him. "A-are you okay?" He didn't respond, except for taking a small breath in. I kept my hand outreached for him. "Please... Just... Let me help you."

I took another step towards the creature "Please, let me help..." The creature lifted his face. I took a step back. It was a mask! The mask was divided in two. The darker half had a large circle where an eye should be. The lighter half had a diamond star. Both sides were spanned by a disturbingly childish smile. It was a lot like the makeup of a clown, except I could see no sign that he had a face under the mask. He spoke in a raspy voice, like someone who had not used it in a long, long time. "Stupid child... I don't need your worthless pity. Nor your help." I took another step back, disturbed by his voice. I gathered my courage and stepped forward again, extending my hand once more to the creature. "Ah. I don't get it... I attacked you... So, why are you acting like that? Why are you being so goddamned nice to me? Who are- What are you? Why are you like that? Why do you look so much like her?"

Gara's point of view
I looked down from the human offering her hand to me. This human, this girl, looked so much like Chara, it hurt. I thought to myself. Huh... maybe... maybe humans weren't so bad... Perhaps Chara was wrong abou- Images from the past flashed through my head. The first one I remember clearly. It was from about a year after I'd met Chara. She'd walked in to the room I had in the royal palace, and immediately hugged me. She looked me in the eyes and said "You're the only one who understands me!" then buried her head in my stomach. I had hugged her back and told her it was okay. The room went white and it flashed to the next image. It was about 2 months later. Chara and I were walking along, talking about juggling (she was trying really hard to learn). All of a sudden, she stopped and looked at me. She smiled and said "We'll be friends forever, right Gara?" I held her hand "Of course, Chara. Friends forever!" She laughed and ran down the hall, "Catch me if you can!" I laughed and ran after her. The image went white again and flashed to the next scene. It was maybe three months later. Chara had come into my room, obviously disturbed with something. "What's the matter, Chara?" She sat down on my bed. "We- we're together right? You'd help me if I asked you?" I thought for a second. "I suppose so! Why, is something wrong?" Chara looked down for a second. "No... Nothing's wrong. I just wanted to know if we were still friends." I smiled and hugged Chara. "Of course we are." The image faded away, replaced by an image that has haunted me for a long time. It was the last time I saw Chara alive. She had stormed into my room, right before I was scheduled to perform in front of His Majesty. "Hey, Chara, what's wrong-" She ran up to me and hugged me tight. "HUMANS ARE EVIL! YOU CAN'T TRUST ANYONE!" She was crying. I hugged her back. "Hey, it's okay, Chara! I've got an idea! How'd you like to help me perform for His Majesty?" She looked up at me and wiped a tear from her eye "Yea... Sure... I'll meet you out there." She got up and walked out the room. She turned back and smiled at me before she left. The next day, she got really sick. A few days later she had died. That was the last time I ever saw her alive. The image faded to black, and I was looking at the human, extending her hand out to me again.

Frisk's Point of View

The creature's mask was cracked along the eye. I reached my hand out further. "A-re you-?" The creature swiped his hand in a wide arc. "DON'T TOUCH ME!" I jumped back in surprise at his sudden movement. A cracking sound filled the room. It got louder and louder until a piercing final CRACK filled the room. When I looked up, the creature was holding his face, half of his mask broken. A red steam like energy was coming from his eye. A static sound, like the kind you hear on an old analog TV, filled the air. I started to tremble.

When he spoke, his voice brought a chill to my bones. "Stupid human... Do you think I'll fall for your tricks?! You will not fool me as you did to everyone else!" His face started to... leak? Almost as if oil was seeping through his face. I've seen this before. I thought, a memory tugging at my conscious mind. The creature continued to speak. "Chara showed me how cruel your kind can be! You humans can only bring pain and suffering, you are a destructive race, you enjoy harming others!" I recoiled at the word 'Chara'. He wasn't the first person to mention that name. "They preyed upon her! Making her suffer and die! Her entire town turned a blind eye to her pain! You may call us monsters, Human, but in truth..." The creature lowered his hand to reveal his broken mask. There was a blank skull where a face should be. I recoiled in fear at the creatures face. "You are the real monsters! And you!" He pointed his claw-like hand at me "You are no different from the rest... You humans are all evil..." I found the courage to step forward, pleading to the creature "How can you even say that?! It's not true! I-I don't know about Chara and what she went through, but I do know this; No one should ever go through what she did! No one should suffer like that! No one should be alone like her!" The creature put his head down, thinking on the words. "Humans are not normally like that! Not all humans are bad! Just like monsters, we are different! There exists good in humans! We have a heart and soul! Monsters are my friends. I would never hurt them... I would never hurt anyone... I didn't even want to fight you! I didn't want to initiate the battle! I didn't want to see you get hurt... But... But now you are hurt and..." I stopped, tears welling in my eyes.

Gara's Point of View

The human had tried her little spiel, but it didn't change my opinions on humans. They are evil, just like Chara said. But even then, I couldn't help but wonder, what if this one is different? What if she is good? The human continued to talk to me, even if I only was half listening "I-I just want to help... I don't know what you went through... But I can see that you are in a lot of pain..." She took another step towards me, a look of concern on her face "I can't just stand here and watch you suffer like this... I admit, I'm scared, but I know monsters are not evil... and... I don't believe you are evil either..." I wasn't listening to what she was saying fully because I was too busy preparing an attack. I gave a small laugh. "Is that it? That's all you're going to do? Provide some encouragement? If you think sweet words can change anything..." I curled my fingers, drawing the attack towards her. A faint red glow emitted from my fingers. "Then you are more hopeless than I thought... Life is not a fairy tale. I figured you'd of learned that by now..." The human clasped her hands "I-I know it's not, but..."

Her expression became softer and more understanding. I almost pitied what I was about to do. "Life is hard and we tend to struggle. We fall, we make mistakes... but we stand up and continue. We try to make up for our mistakes... We have others who look after us, and in return, we try to look after them. I... I don't expect you to like me. All I ask is you give humans and monsters another chance... There are others who wouldn't give up on you..." I thought of Chara when she said that. My face twisted into a look of sadness. "I want you to be happy again... I don't want you to suffer..." A tear welled up in her eye. "I... I don't want you to be alone anymore." I widened my eyes in surprise. She... She actually cares about me? The only other person who ever did that was...

I stopped that thought before it went any further. My breathing hitched. "Liar!" I screamed, my face twisting from surprise to anger. "Why would you care about anyone?! You don't know me! You don't know anybody!" A wild thought formed in my head. "You'll just end up hurting them! You'll leave them to wallow in their misery until they perish alone and afraid!" I stood up quickly, causing the human to stumble back. "YOU WANT TO HELP ME?!" I thrust my hand in the air, drawing the needle towards her. "DIE!"

Frisk's Point of View

I saw a flash of light come from behind me. Instinctively, I dodged it by sidestepping to the right. The flash missed me, but just barely. I got to my feet, hoping it was all over. I stood up and turned around to face the creature. His breath was shaky. I didn't understand why until I saw the needle sticking out of his chest. I ran over to him; checking to see how bad it was. His eyes were full of pain.

Gara's Point of View

It's a well-known fact that metal is a conductive material for both heat and electricity. It is a lesser-known fact that heat energy actually moves from warmer objects to cooler objects. It is a very-little known fact that being stabbed in the chest by a giant needle doesn't hurt as bad as you think it would. It was cold. I felt the warmth of my body get absorbed by the needle. I gasped in pain and looked down at my chest. The needle was protruding out of it. Blood was flowing everywhere. I paused for a second. Then gave a small laugh."O-oh. I'm... so clumsy...." My laughing grew louder and louder until it was a maniacal roar. I was hacking and coughing blood all over the place. The human was staring at me, to stunned and shocked to move, react, call out, anything. My laughter echoed through the room.

Frisk's Point of View

I didn't know what to do when the creature was hit by the needle. I just stood there and watched him laugh. Laugh and laugh and laugh. Then, he went silent. His soul, blurred by static and cracked in several places, cracked down the center. His soul split in half almost immediately afterwards. His head slouched down onto his chest, his limbs going limp. I gasped and covered my mouth with my hand. He was dead. And I had killed him. The persistent static sound started to fade, as his body began to turn to dust. His body blew away, except for a scrap of paper. It was old, many years old, and was folded into quarters. I unfolded it and saw a drawing done in crayon. It was of the creature and a human with a green sweater with a yellow stripe. I assumed this was Chara. The top of the page read "To Gara; My favorite friend ever!" At the bottom, it read "Love, Chara." with a heart after Chara. I folded up the piece of paper. Tears spilled from my eyes, and I knelt down. "I-I'm sorry, Gara. I'm so sorry!" I laid the paper on the ground and I continued to cry. I don't remember how long I cried, but I do remember that when I was done, I would never forget Gara. I stood up, put the paper in my pocket, and said a final goodbye, then walked out of the room.

*GARA HAS BEEN DEFEATED

Description
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This is a Text adaptation of an original comic created by MadOtto. Her profile, which contains the original comic, is contained in the description. It is recommended you read the comic before you read this. Enjoy! ~Devon

Frisk's Point of View

I stumbled upon a creature in the core. He was easily three feet taller than me. He was wearing black and white clothing that looked a lot like a jester's. His hat was like a jesters hat, except the adornment at the top ran all the way down to his shoulders. They each had a bell on the end. He was sitting against a wall, his head nested in his hands. I couldn't see his face. He looked heartbroken. Like he had lost someone who he could never replace. I reached my hand out to him. "A-are you okay?" He didn't respond, except for taking a small breath in. I kept my hand outreached for him. "Please... Just... Let me help you."

I took another step towards the creature "Please, let me help..." The creature lifted his face. I took a step back. It was a mask! The mask was divided in two. The darker half had a large circle where an eye should be. The lighter half had a diamond star. Both sides were spanned by a disturbingly childish smile. It was a lot like the makeup of a clown, except I could see no sign that he had a face under the mask. He spoke in a raspy voice, like someone who had not used it in a long, long time. "Stupid child... I don't need your worthless pity. Nor your help." I took another step back, disturbed by his voice. I gathered my courage and stepped forward again, extending my hand once more to the creature. "Ah. I don't get it... I attacked you... So, why are you acting like that? Why are you being so goddamned nice to me? Who are- What are you? Why are you like that? Why do you look so much like her?"

Gara's point of view
I looked down from the human offering her hand to me. This human, this girl, looked so much like Chara, it hurt. I thought to myself. Huh... maybe... maybe humans weren't so bad... Perhaps Chara was wrong abou- Images from the past flashed through my head. The first one I remember clearly. It was from about a year after I'd met Chara. She'd walked in to the room I had in the royal palace, and immediately hugged me. She looked me in the eyes and said "You're the only one who understands me!" then buried her head in my stomach. I had hugged her back and told her it was okay. The room went white and it flashed to the next image. It was about 2 months later. Chara and I were walking along, talking about juggling (she was trying really hard to learn). All of a sudden, she stopped and looked at me. She smiled and said "We'll be friends forever, right Gara?" I held her hand "Of course, Chara. Friends forever!" She laughed and ran down the hall, "Catch me if you can!" I laughed and ran after her. The image went white again and flashed to the next scene. It was maybe three months later. Chara had come into my room, obviously disturbed with something. "What's the matter, Chara?" She sat down on my bed. "We- we're together right? You'd help me if I asked you?" I thought for a second. "I suppose so! Why, is something wrong?" Chara looked down for a second. "No... Nothing's wrong. I just wanted to know if we were still friends." I smiled and hugged Chara. "Of course we are." The image faded away, replaced by an image that has haunted me for a long time. It was the last time I saw Chara alive. She had stormed into my room, right before I was scheduled to perform in front of His Majesty. "Hey, Chara, what's wrong-" She ran up to me and hugged me tight. "HUMANS ARE EVIL! YOU CAN'T TRUST ANYONE!" She was crying. I hugged her back. "Hey, it's okay, Chara! I've got an idea! How'd you like to help me perform for His Majesty?" She looked up at me and wiped a tear from her eye "Yea... Sure... I'll meet you out there." She got up and walked out the room. She turned back and smiled at me before she left. The next day, she got really sick. A few days later she had died. That was the last time I ever saw her alive. The image faded to black, and I was looking at the human, extending her hand out to me again.

Frisk's Point of View

The creature's mask was cracked along the eye. I reached my hand out further. "A-re you-?" The creature swiped his hand in a wide arc. "DON'T TOUCH ME!" I jumped back in surprise at his sudden movement. A cracking sound filled the room. It got louder and louder until a piercing final CRACK filled the room. When I looked up, the creature was holding his face, half of his mask broken. A red steam like energy was coming from his eye. A static sound, like the kind you hear on an old analog TV, filled the air. I started to tremble.

When he spoke, his voice brought a chill to my bones. "Stupid human... Do you think I'll fall for your tricks?! You will not fool me as you did to everyone else!" His face started to... leak? Almost as if oil was seeping through his face. I've seen this before. I thought, a memory tugging at my conscious mind. The creature continued to speak. "Chara showed me how cruel your kind can be! You humans can only bring pain and suffering, you are a destructive race, you enjoy harming others!" I recoiled at the word 'Chara'. He wasn't the first person to mention that name. "They preyed upon her! Making her suffer and die! Her entire town turned a blind eye to her pain! You may call us monsters, Human, but in truth..." The creature lowered his hand to reveal his broken mask. There was a blank skull where a face should be. I recoiled in fear at the creatures face. "You are the real monsters! And you!" He pointed his claw-like hand at me "You are no different from the rest... You humans are all evil..." I found the courage to step forward, pleading to the creature "How can you even say that?! It's not true! I-I don't know about Chara and what she went through, but I do know this; No one should ever go through what she did! No one should suffer like that! No one should be alone like her!" The creature put his head down, thinking on the words. "Humans are not normally like that! Not all humans are bad! Just like monsters, we are different! There exists good in humans! We have a heart and soul! Monsters are my friends. I would never hurt them... I would never hurt anyone... I didn't even want to fight you! I didn't want to initiate the battle! I didn't want to see you get hurt... But... But now you are hurt and..." I stopped, tears welling in my eyes.

Gara's Point of View

The human had tried her little spiel, but it didn't change my opinions on humans. They are evil, just like Chara said. But even then, I couldn't help but wonder, what if this one is different? What if she is good? The human continued to talk to me, even if I only was half listening "I-I just want to help... I don't know what you went through... But I can see that you are in a lot of pain..." She took another step towards me, a look of concern on her face "I can't just stand here and watch you suffer like this... I admit, I'm scared, but I know monsters are not evil... and... I don't believe you are evil either..." I wasn't listening to what she was saying fully because I was too busy preparing an attack. I gave a small laugh. "Is that it? That's all you're going to do? Provide some encouragement? If you think sweet words can change anything..." I curled my fingers, drawing the attack towards her. A faint red glow emitted from my fingers. "Then you are more hopeless than I thought... Life is not a fairy tale. I figured you'd of learned that by now..." The human clasped her hands "I-I know it's not, but..."

Her expression became softer and more understanding. I almost pitied what I was about to do. "Life is hard and we tend to struggle. We fall, we make mistakes... but we stand up and continue. We try to make up for our mistakes... We have others who look after us, and in return, we try to look after them. I... I don't expect you to like me. All I ask is you give humans and monsters another chance... There are others who wouldn't give up on you..." I thought of Chara when she said that. My face twisted into a look of sadness. "I want you to be happy again... I don't want you to suffer..." A tear welled up in her eye. "I... I don't want you to be alone anymore." I widened my eyes in surprise. She... She actually cares about me? The only other person who ever did that was...

I stopped that thought before it went any further. My breathing hitched. "Liar!" I screamed, my face twisting from surprise to anger. "Why would you care about anyone?! You don't know me! You don't know anybody!" A wild thought formed in my head. "You'll just end up hurting them! You'll leave them to wallow in their misery until they perish alone and afraid!" I stood up quickly, causing the human to stumble back. "YOU WANT TO HELP ME?!" I thrust my hand in the air, drawing the needle towards her. "DIE!"

Frisk's Point of View

I saw a flash of light come from behind me. Instinctively, I dodged it by sidestepping to the right. The flash missed me, but just barely. I got to my feet, hoping it was all over. I stood up and turned around to face the creature. His breath was shaky. I didn't understand why until I saw the needle sticking out of his chest. I ran over to him; checking to see how bad it was. His eyes were full of pain.

Gara's Point of View

It's a well-known fact that metal is a conductive material for both heat and electricity. It is a lesser-known fact that heat energy actually moves from warmer objects to cooler objects. It is a very-little known fact that being stabbed in the chest by a giant needle doesn't hurt as bad as you think it would. It was cold. I felt the warmth of my body get absorbed by the needle. I gasped in pain and looked down at my chest. The needle was protruding out of it. Blood was flowing everywhere. I paused for a second. Then gave a small laugh."O-oh. I'm... so clumsy...." My laughing grew louder and louder until it was a maniacal roar. I was hacking and coughing blood all over the place. The human was staring at me, to stunned and shocked to move, react, call out, anything. My laughter echoed through the room.

Frisk's Point of View

I didn't know what to do when the creature was hit by the needle. I just stood there and watched him laugh. Laugh and laugh and laugh. Then, he went silent. His soul, blurred by static and cracked in several places, cracked down the center. His soul split in half almost immediately afterwards. His head slouched down onto his chest, his limbs going limp. I gasped and covered my mouth with my hand. He was dead. And I had killed him. The persistent static sound started to fade, as his body began to turn to dust. His body blew away, except for a scrap of paper. It was old, many years old, and was folded into quarters. I unfolded it and saw a drawing done in crayon. It was of the creature and a human with a green sweater with a yellow stripe. I assumed this was Chara. The top of the page read "To Gara; My favorite friend ever!" At the bottom, it read "Love, Chara." with a heart after Chara. I folded up the piece of paper. Tears spilled from my eyes, and I knelt down. "I-I'm sorry, Gara. I'm so sorry!" I laid the paper on the ground and I continued to cry. I don't remember how long I cried, but I do remember that when I was done, I would never forget Gara. I stood up, put the paper in my pocket, and said a final goodbye, then walked out of the room.

*GARA HAS BEEN DEFEATED