![]() Since they hadn't LOADed when they became like this, they likely forgot how or couldn't access their SAVE file. Whoever had the most Determination would have the ability to RESET.since before Frisk fell, he had had it, it would stand to reason that if they died, he would gain it back if they didn't respawn due to their.state. Permanently.įlowey was as still and quiet as possible. That meant that until Flowey gained back the ability to RESET, the world would stay like this. Now that Frisk had been turned, they likely wouldn't, or couldn't, RESET. She clearly didn't even ask for volunteers, no sir, she just kidnapped them.īut how had Frisk been turned? Surely Alphys wouldn't use them in her experiments.right? That explained why so many monsters had been going missing recently. Instead, they slowly transformed into these creatures. Strangely, these monsters did not become dust. I conducted an experiment where I left several of these creatures in a room with monsters that had not yet been injected with the mixture. However, when injected with a mixture of magic and Determination, monsters are transformed into creatures that seek both substances. I have found a way to extract the magic from monsters and distill it into a liquid like Determination.ĭraining the magic from these monsters, of course, kills them. He lifted himself onto the table using his vines and picked up a report sitting near the edge.Īs everyone knows, monsters' bodies are less physical matter than humans, and more made of magic. He flinched despite himself.įlowey turned to the side of the room, where rows of syringes were set up beside tubes of red liquid. As he approached the cages, one of them, what had once been a Snowdrake, lunged at him. She must have attempted to go through with the experiment.īehind bars were creatures that looked like monsters, but off. Usually Frisk arrived and met Alphys quickly enough for her to have not finished them, but Frisk had taken longer on this route, stayed as long as they could in each area. He left the room quickly, tunneling through the floor until he found the room he was looking for.Īlphys had been doing more Determination experiments. The reddish liquid spilled onto the floor. It tore into her, breaking the syringe that she held. In front of her was what looked like Frisk.but not. She met his eyes and mouthed something he couldn't understand. Normally Frisk would have left by now.Īlphys stood there, holding a syringe in her claws, pressed up against the wall. It depends on how long my writer's block lasts. It leaves off VERY abruptly, and the only reason I'm posting it is because I don't know if I'm ever going to finish it. A/N: Just in case you didn't read the whole summary, I'm going to say it again: THIS IS NOT YET FINISHED.
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