___'s POV

Unseen eyes watched him go through the Underground. Sparing everyone. Being nice to everyone. Tch. The idiot. He'd have to learn the consequences of going against what he wanted. Now he was making his way to Judgement Hall. Then he stopped. There was another figure there.

He watched, smiling. This would be the idiot's obstacle, he knew it, just knew it! He just had to interfere. Then, it hit him.

He knew exactly how to do this.

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Chara's POV

Frisk was standing in front of me. Chara could tell that all he saw was the shadow of her figure and her bright red eyes shining in the darkness.

"Is it possible for the worst person to change?" Chara began. Frisk flinched slightly. Chara smirked, knowing he had no idea that she remembered timelines. "Is it possible for a murderer to be redeemed?"

Frisk opened his mouth to speak, but Chara interrupted him.

"Yes, I remember. I remember it all. How about another question. Have you counted the amount of times Asriel's scarf was left laying in a pile of dust in the snow?"

"I- I...."

"I gave up a long time ago. You should have, too." Chara's voice was rising, her voice bitter. She's never actually spoken to Frisk like this before. Everything she had been bottling up threatened to burst out in a torrent. "But, you didn't. You just kept on resetting and killing. Hehe, I'm pretty sure that if you went ahead and slashed me in that same spot right now I wouldn't even feel it, since it's happened so much. What do you plan to do once you've exhausted all your pacifist options? Hm?"

"I d- don't want to- To kill anymore." Frisk said quietly. "I don't want to reset.

"THEN WHY THE HELL DID YOU DO IT IN THE FIRST PLACE?" Chara shouted. Frisk flinched back. Chara narrowed her eyes.

"Every inch of EXP you earned... Every time your LOVE increased... Do you even know what those mean?" Chara was quieter now, her voice low and shaky. "Exp is an acronym. It stands for execution points. LOVE, too, is an acronym. Level of Violence. They measure your capacity to hurt. The more you gain, the more you distance yourself. Have fun with Sans, pretty mirror. I hope he kills you many, many times over." With that, Chara teleported away to the Core.

Frisk was left standing there with wide eyes, when that familiar robotic voice spoke to him.

"Hm, I didn't even need to interfere to have that go horribly horrible wrong!"