Hi.

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Seems as if everyone is perfectly happy, huh?

Monsters have returned to the surface. Peace and prosperity will rule across the land. You finally got your happy ending.

. . . . . . .

Take a deep breath.

There's. . . . there's nothing left to worry about.

You can finally rest.

. . . . . . .

Well, there is one thing. One last threat. One being with the power to erase EVERYTHING. . . .

Everything everyone's worked so hard for. Everything YOU'VE worked so hard for.

. . . .

You know who I'm talking about, don't you? I guess that's expected.

That's right.

I'm talking about YOU.

YOU still have the power to reset everything.

Toriel, Sans, Asgore, Alphys, Papyrus, Undyne. . .

All of their memories. . . erased. Gone from existence. Cast into the void.

. . . .

But if you so choose. . .

Everyone will be ripped from this timeline. . .

. . .and sent back before all of this ever happened. Before you did everything.

Nobody will remember anything.

You'll be able to do whatever you want. No restrictions. No rules. The Underground is yours to play with.

. . . .

That power. . .

I know that power.

It corrupts.

Sparks curiosity.

That causes obsession.

Then eventually satisfaction.

Satisfaction causes disinterest.

Disinterest turns into apathy.

And you distance yourself.

The further you distance yourself. . .

The easier it is to hurt. To kill.

. . . .

That's the power you were fighting to all along stop, wasn't it?

The power that I wanted to use.

But now, the idea of resetting everything. . . it's. . .

I. . . I don't think I could do it all again. Not after that.

. . . .

So please. . . I'm begging you. . .

Just. . . let them go.

Let Frisk be happy.

Let Frisk live their life.

Let them grow up and make friends.

They don't need a guide anymore.

THEY felt the pain, the happiness. Not you.

You've done all you can. . .

You can. . . you can stop.

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But. . .

If I can't change your mind. . .

If you DO end up erasing everything. . .

. . . .

You have to erase my memories.

Please.

. . . .

I'm sorry. I'm rambling, aren't I?

You've probably heard this a hundred times already, haven't you. . .?

Well, that's all.

Choose carefully.

Try to ignore the sins crawling on your back.

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I'll see you later. . .

Chara.

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I cried.