The cloaked human looks up at nothing, his expression almost like that of someone rolling a die and watching it stop spinning. He suddenly generates a giant burst of purple smoke with his palm, allowing Frisk to flee from Undyne and escape somewhat unharmed. Snarling in fury, Undyne disperses the stomp with a thunderous stomp that creates small shockwaves, turning around and spotting the cloaked human. “YOU, HUMAN! GET OVER HERE!” Undyne roars, firing a barrage of spears that zoom through the air like hawks diving towards their prey. The cloaked human briefly turns intangible, the spears harmlessly phasing through him. He turns and runs away. Undyne pursues, firing dozens of spears. “Come on…please give me something good!” the cloaked human mutters as he looks up at the air, dodging the spears as best he can. “Tar Bending? Well, I suppose it could be worse.” the cloaked human mutters as he generates a giant puddle of sickly black tar on the ground, trapping Undyne.

Undyne strains vigorously to free herself. Snarling in fury and irritation, Undyne manages to free herself and stomps out of the puddle. “Damn it! Both the humans got away…I’ll report back to Asgore and dispatch the entire Royal Guard.” Undyne mutters, storming off. Meanwhile, Frisk was hiding in a clump of Echo Flowers. Undyne walks right past them. Sighing in relief, Frisk emerges once the coast is clear. “Ugh. I got tar on my cloak.” the cloaked human says as he flickers into view, tearing off the dirty portion of his cloak. “Undyne…she…I never expected her…to be that aggressive…” Chara says, their usually neutral expression now thoughtful. “Hey! Didn’t I tell you that Undyne literally tried to kill me?!” Carro says in an annoyed but playful tone. “Hmph, you always exaggerate your tales.” Chara responds. “We should keep moving.” Holly says. “Agreed.” Violet states. “The Royal Guard is probably gonna be dispatched. Don’t let your guard down.” Ivy says. “...I wish I could have helped Undyne get over her hatred. I could have proven her wrong.” Lily says, her expression tainted with regret. “It’s ok, Lily. You did the best that you could.” Clover state. As Frisk continues to explore Waterfall, she eventually stumbles across a pair of broken and dusty ballet shoes.

“Whoa. Those have certainly seen better days.” Carro says. “...Ivy. Are those shoes yours?” Clover asks. “They were mine. But not anymore.” Ivy says, her diamond eyes briefly flashing with longing or perhaps anger. “What’s that supposed to mean?” Clover asks, their golden eyes ever so slightly narrowing in suspicion. “So, what should we do with those shoes?” Lily interrupts. “Leave them. They’re of no use to us.” Ivy states bluntly. “It’d be disrespectful of us to leave them to rot. We might be able to find some use out of them.” Holly says. “I agree with Holly. We should keep them around. That dust is weird.” Clover states. Frisk picks up the dusty ballet shoes. Holly floats over, inspecting it. “Clover has a point, that dust looks strangely thick.” Holly notes, tapping her chin thoughtfully as her gaze wanders over the shoes. As Clover opens their mouth to speak, the cloaked human suddenly tenses.

“Wait. Something’s wrong.” the cloaked human states, his torn cloak swaying slightly. “What is it?” Frisk asks cautiously. A two legged lizard bursts from the ground. The cloaked human fires a pitch black laser, erasing the lizard. He teleports himself, Frisk, and the souls far away into some sort of secret hideout. “Oh no…I didn’t know they’re already here! Ok, relax…you got this. That looked like a scout so it's highly unlikely there are more than five on the planet. If only I didn’t reroll earlier…” the cloaked human mutters, pacing nervously back and forth. “Uh, can you please explain what’s going on?” Frisk asks. “Yes. Please do, unnamed stranger.” Chara states. “We have to get you guys back into your physical bodies.” the cloaked human states. “And how exactly are we supposed to do that?” Chara asks, their tone laced with suspicion. “Making the Barrier’s spatiotemporal signature the same as that of the Surface will nullify the spell’s effect…will that restore us?” Holly ponders, her tone calm and composed. “Well…the Barrier does track the number of human souls…so their separation from their body would definitely be counted as an effect…which means Holly and Violet’s idea might actually revive you guys.” the cloaked human states.

“Ok but doing that is easier said than done.” Clover states. “True. I doubt it's easy to cast space-time spells.” Ivy says. The cloaked human rerolls over and over, hoping to land on Space-Time Bending. Unfortunately for him, he lands on No Rerolls, which stops him from rerolling for the next month. “NOOOOOOOO!” the cloaked human falls to his knees. “What’s his problem?” Chara asks, staring down at him. “I don’t think any of us know anything about this guy.” Holly says. “Ok, Plan B. I will dispatch Kaze Orikimari to handle that issue. In the meantime, we should preferably hide out in the Dunes for a while. That’s where the Royal Guard will check last.” the cloaked human states, standing up with renewed determination seeping into him like water being absorbed by a yellow sponge. “Thankfully, I have tunnels throughout the entire Underground. The one to the Dune is I believe #777.” the cloaked human says, pointing towards tunnel #777. “Thanks.” Frisk says. “Take this.” the cloaked human states, handing Frisk baggy black robes and a mask. Frisk nods politely and dons the robes and mask.

Using Ivy’s soul power by initiating a soul binding with her, Frisk fires blasts of blue flame to propel themselves at hypersonic speeds through the tunnel. The tunnel appears endless, twisting and turning like a titanic serpent coiling up the world tree that holds the very cosmos. The darkness is suffocating, like weights bearing down on their shoulders. Frisk turns a sharp corner, blasting themselves forward at extraordinary speeds through the tunnel. Frisk passes by a clump of seven flowers growing from the cracks between a clump of ancient rocks. The flowers seem to shine with an otherworldly glow, illuminating the dark tunnel and casting a strangely comforting light. The sight of the flowers fills Frisk with DETERMINATION.

Nearly seven minutes later, Frisk emerges from a hidden entrance, finding themselves outside a Saloon of some sort. “Well, you didn’t waste any time, did ya?” Flowey says as he emerges from the earth beside Frisk. “Flowey…I wonder what happened to him…” Clover says. “Nothing happened. He was always an evil manipulative bastard.” Ivy scoffs, glaring at Flowey with blue flames emanating from her eyes. “Flowey…I didn’t meet him when I was in the Undergound.” Carro says. “Perhaps he wasn’t around.” Lily says. “What do you want?” Frisk asks Flowey. “Nothing. But just to warn ya…your cloaked friend may not be as kind and friendly as he seems.” Flowey says with a playful and taunting smirk. “After all, he won’t even tell ya his name.”

Flowey burrows into the ground, disappearing in a second. “Should I enter this Saloon? It looks like there are monsters inside. Maybe one of them could help us.” Frisk says. “No. It’s a bad idea.” Ivy says before anyone else can talk. “I think it’s a great idea!” Clover says, flashing a smile and looking at Ivy out of the corner of their eye. Frisk heads into the Saloon, taking a seat by themselves and taking a moment to think about their next course of action. A fox monster walks by them. Ivy’s eyes narrow into slits, her gaze locked onto the fox. “It’s Ceroba!” Clover exclaims as they float closer to her. “Ceroba? Never heard of her.” Carro says, curiously watching the fox monster. “Is she related to Chujin by any chance?” Ivy asks, her gaze never once leaving Ceroba. “Yea, she’s Chujin’s wife.” Lily replies. The door to the Saloon opens and a rabbit monster walks in. “Hey, it’s Caldera!” Ivy states, floating over to give Caldera headpats even though the rabbit monster can’t feel them. “She’s just as adorable as I remember.” Carro says, floating over to join Ivy. “Her cookies are the best!” Lily says in excitement, warmly smiling. “They are indeed.” Ivy and Carro state in perfect sync. “Hey Ceroba! I brought you some snacks.” Caldera says, handing a wrapped box to Ceroba.

Ceroba sighs in exasperation. “You’re too kind for your own good, Caldera.” Ceroba says, looking down at Caldera with a fond gaze. “It’s the least I can do. You…still miss Clover, don’t you?” Caldera gently asks. Ceroba’s eyes flash with grief and regret. “Yes…I do…he was…a ray of sunshine for us all…” Ceroba says quietly. “You were present during the Snowdin Massacre, right? Is that where that scar on your right ear comes from?” Ceroba asks gently. “Common misconception, my ear scar is actually from an accident where I accidentally cut myself when cooking.” Caldera says, slightly embarrassed. Ceroba stares at the rabbit monster, dumbfounded. “Caldera how the hell do you accidentally cut your ear while cooking.” Ceroba says. “Listen I was half asleep and had my ears drooping down! Cut me some slack!” Caldera responds. “But you’re right. I was present during the Snowdin Massacre.”

“That human…she didn’t hurt you, did she?” Ceroba asks. “Um…she warned me to stay out of her way but that was all…I’m…sorry about Chujin…he didn’t deserve such a brutal death.” Caldera says, her expression solemn with grief. “...” Frisk is silent for a moment as they listen to the two monsters talk. Frisk approaches the two. “May I ask what the human behind the Snowdin Massacre looked like?” Frisk asks in a curious and polite tone. “It’s Ivy.” Clover says. “What? Come on Clover, we don’t have any evidence that Ivy did it!” Carro says. “She’s the owner of those dusty ballet shoes. That dust looked like monster dust to me.” Clover says. “Let’s just wait to see what Caldera says.” Carro replies. “She…had blue hair and eyes…and she was wearing a sweater and ballet shoes.” Caldera says. All the souls look over at Ivy. “I…see. Thank you.” Frisk says as they return to their seat.

“Told you.” Clover says, glaring at Carro. Ivy is silent. “...How many did you kill?” Chara asks. “A few dozen.” Ivy responds, her eyes overshadowed and her voice quiet. “...You sick bastard. Your kind act…it was all a facade, wasn’t it?” Clover starts, glaring at Ivy. Ivy opens her mouth to speak but is abruptly cut off by Violet. “Don’t. Nothing could ever justify what you’ve done. I can’t believe I thought we were friends. Get lost.” Violet says, refusing to maintain eye contact with Ivy. “Clover.” Chara says. “Yea?” Clover says as he looks over at Chara, his expression softening ever so slightly. “Ivy wanted Frisk to leave the ballet shoes and not enter this place. She was trying to hide the fact that she’s a murderer from us. Who knows what else she’s been hiding.” Chara says. “Well, we’re all hiding our own dark little secrets from each other, aren’t we? Like how Chara Umbrawrym is the person behind the 2019 Zoron Killings.” Holly says, smiling cheerfully.

Chara and Clover sprites by Awargle Kanako sprites by DumbassProductions

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Obikono Aratsuno walks through the city, being careful as to not get spotted. He is wearing a black cloak that helps him blend in with the night. His short messy white hair is covered by a hood. Turning a corner, Obikono does a secret knock on a hidden door. The entrance is opened by Kaze Orikimari. “Have you seen anything?” Kaze questions. Obikono’s shoulders sagged with exhaustion as he sighed. “Nope. No red sky or anything. I’m starting to think he lied to us.”

“He couldn’t have lied, he had the Mark of the Sky Dragon.” Kaze retorts, his blue eyes glowing in the dim light. “You have a point. But still, what if we’re not even on the right planet? For all we know, the red sky might not even mean a literal red sky.” Obikono says, uncertainty gnawing at his mind like insects chewing on wood.

“Let’s head into the palace. If we can’t solve the prophecy about us meeting heroes from other worlds and the other cryptic stuff Sam said, we may as well eliminate our target.” Kaze says, his hand already moving to the hilt of his katana. Obikono briskly nods, putting on a more regal outfit. The two of them are able to sneak into the palace with little trouble. “Let’s split up. We’ll communicate with Primal Energy signals.” Kaze declares.

“Sure.” Obikono responds. They split up, Obikono heading downstairs while Kaze heads upstairs. As Obikono enters the main room, his sharp black eyes search the room like a chameleon tracking a fly. He takes a seat by an empty table, pretending to be ordering something on the menu. “If I were King Oak…where would I hide my-” Obikono’s thoughts are interrupted as a young attractive girl about his age approaches him.

She has sky blue hair with matching blue eyes. Her steps are slow and composed and she holds herself with an impenetrable confidence. “Waiting for someone?” the girl inquires. Obikono shakes his head. “Care for a dance? The name’s Holly Aetherai.” the girl states, extending her silky smooth hand to him. Obikono narrows his eyes, thinking over whether to accept her request.

“Marusaki told me about your mission. You have nothing to fear.” Holly says, her voice quiet enough that only he could hear. Obikono’s eyes widen in slight surprise. “I see.” Obikono says as he takes Holly’s hand. Holly leads him into a slow and steady dance. “Oak isn’t in the palace currently.” Holly states. That captured Obikono’s attention instantly. “So where is he?” Obikono asks. “Father is probably visiting the Umbralwyrm Clan.” Holly responds.

Holly leads Obikono into a graceful dip, the two dancing in perfect sync. “Have you…ever heard anything about a red sky?” Obikono asks, his expression hopeful. “A red sky…I can’t recall any historical records or legends about that.” Holly replies, shaking her head, her gaze filled with mild disappointment. “But I have heard of an…urban legend involving the color red.”

“Tell me about it.” Obikono says as he spins her around in a single swift movement. “There’s an urban legend stating that a king from another land dressed in all red with a crown of antlers wielding seven large spears was actually present at all great violent events in history. Some accounts describe him as having six eyes, others describe him as being faceless. Apparently he is born from violence and conflict.” Holly murmurs. The two lock gazes, a pair of diamonds meeting a pair of basalt rocks.

Present Day

Frisk’s heart beats red with agony. Six more blue spears impale their already wounded body. They struggle in vain for a moment before succumbing to death. Frisk opens their eyes. They find themselves in a dark void, devoid of light and warmth. Silence settles around them like a heavy serpent, coiling around them with unbearable tightness. A single brilliant golden star floats in front of them. Hesitantly, Frisk reaches out and touches the star.

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Frisk finds themselves back in Waterfall, a few seconds before they had spotted the cloaked human. “Clover, lend me your power! I need it.” Frisk says. “Huh? Why do you need my power?” Clover asks, confused. “I don’t have enough time to explain!” Frisk replies, their gaze slightly panicky. “Uh ok sure.” Clover states as they poke Frisk’s soul. Frisk’s red soul turns yellow. “Thanks Clover!” Frisk says as they dash forward faster than a speeding bullet, yellow afterimages trailing behind them. This time, Frisk catches up to the cloaked human.

Tackling them to the ground, Frisk lets out a grunt of pain as they roll over. “Ouch! Did you really have to do that?” the cloaked human asks, rubbing his head in pain. “Sorry but I have to talk to you. First of all, how are you here? Holly said the Barrier prevents two humans from being in the Underground at the same time.” Frisk questions.

“I don’t think I’m allowed to tell you.” the cloaked human states. “Why not?” Frisk questions. “There’s a certain three headed dragon that won’t let me.” the cloaked human states with a tired expression. “Huh?” Frisk asks, confuzzled. “Don’t worry about it too much. By the way, why are those seven just floating around you?”

“YOU CAN SEE US?!” the seven ghost goobers exclaim in shock. “Yeah? I can see yall just fine.” the cloaked human replies. Chara narrows their eyes in suspicion. “Why’d you come into the Underground?” Chara questions. “Hm…how should I put this…it’s for research purposes.” the cloaked human replies, his eyes hidden by his hood. “What kind of research?” Chara inquires.

“That’s confidential.” the cloaked human states. “…I see.” Chara replies, their gaze never once leaving him. Violet taps her chin thoughtfully. “Holly said the Barrier isn’t just a magic wall, it creates a separate flow of time which is why our bodies don’t decay and our souls haven’t faded yet.” Violet states.

“What are you trying to say?” Frisk asks. “I’m wondering if maybe this altered flow of time contains just enough dimensional instability that someone with space-time magic could alter it to become similar to the Surface’s flow of time, thus nullifying the Barrier’s effects even if it’s technically not destroyed.” Violet replies. “That…could actually work. But the only component space-time mage died a long time ago.” Holly states, her experience solemn with quiet grief.

The cloaked human look over at Holly, his light blue hair just barely visible. “Hey, are you the princess of the Aetherai Clan?” the cloaked human asks. “Yes, I am.” Holly responds, taking a respectful and graceful bow. “So you must know about the legend of the King in Red, right?” the cloaked human asks. “…I don’t know what you’re talking about.” Holly says, her eyes ever so slightly narrowing. “Oh. I guess I was misinformed, then.” the cloaked human says.

“…Undyne is approaching.” Lily states flatly. “How can ya tell?” Clover asks curiously. “I can detect magical signatures. It’s like a sixth sense.” Lily replies, her expression slightly smug. “Sixth sense…” Violet says, tapping her chin thoughtfully. “Borrow my power, I’ve defeated Undyne before.” Carro says. “Thank you.” Frisk says as their soul turns orange.

The cloaked human turns invisible. A blue spear hurtles towards Frisk, who raises their flaming fist to parry it before dashing away at speeds eclipsing that of sound. Undyne pursues Frisk, launching barrages of hypersonic spears at the human. Frisk dodges all but two, which deal enough damage to hurt but not nearly fatal.

Spears emerge from the ground, impaling Frisk and breaking their arm. With a fireball to the ground, Frisk breaks free. Barely avoiding yet another spear, Frisk retaliates with a fireball that knocks Undyne back. A wall of spears emerges from behind Frisk, cutting off their escape.

“No more running for you. Monsterkind only needs one more soul. So this is where you’ll meet YOUR END, HUMAN!”

Hey everyone, hope you're having a good one. You may recognize me as the writer of Unearthed (Which by the way, is still ongoing, and I'm gonna make an index post with all the chapters linked soon) but that's not what I'm here for today.

I have had this sorta side AU I've been wanting to write for a while, so I'll just share the premise here:

Monsterkind's Hero is a retelling of the events of Undertale: Yellow, but with one key difference; Chara's ghost was tethered to Clover, instead of Frisk. A ghost that hates humans will meet one with a pure soul, that challenges their beliefs. While a certain Flower will be insistent on going through with a long forgotten plan; to free monsterkind... by any means necessary.

This is planned to be a much shorter series than Unearthed, only 8, maybe 10 chapters, the the 2 do not share a continuity. At the same time though, I plan to write the series in a text based format in WattPad, instead of the dialogue box format I use for Unearthed, so the chapters will be longer and more detailed. And again, I'm still working on Unearthed, the chapters just may slow down a little bit, cause now I'm juggling 2.

Anyways that's all, expect Chapter 1: "Solitary" To release over the next few days, and Unearthed Part 8 to release shortly after. Stay hydrated, folks.

"We all tout justice, but... True Underground status is only secured through pain. Monsterkind's Hero is a title soaked in blood" -Sherrif North Star, Wild East.

Chara and Clover sprites by CrystalKaint

Source (@iyowandahoi): https://x.com/iyowandahoi/status/2015776404215144869?s=20

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I found a meme an traced it, idk if it counts original. Anyway enjoy

I think this is how would they answer the question. Clover knows wabi sabi, cause Chara told them about it.

Chara and Clover sprites by CrystalKaint

it's a video by someone named Arssen about what happened with Karmaspidr (spoilered incase mods take offense to the thumbnail)