The pain of the amalgamate invading his body and his brain was so extreme, Frisk simply screamed continuously. He couldn't stop himself. His tears flowed like water as he fell unconscious with his eyes open, and was thrown back into his mindscape. Frisk was scared and confused. He couldn't stay still. He desperately clawed around for a way out, trying to wake himself up. He was in a room of pure white, and he couldn't force a way out of the place. "Whatever you're trying to do, it's not going to work." Talrok said, fading into the room. "You. What the fuck did you do, y-" Frisk was stopped by a barrier Talrok erected before Frisk could get to his face. "Please be quiet. I brought you here so we could talk. In private. Alone." Frisk's anger skyrocketed. "Calm down, already. We're not going anywhere unless I get to speak to you." Frisk couldn't believe what he was hearing. He was stuck in his mindscape unless he gave up. Frisk simply sat down and yielded to Talrok's demands. "Fine. You wanna talk? Let's talk." "Thank you. I knew I could speak to you about this. Now, what one of your friends said to me seems to mean that you guys believe you know my plan. Now I bet you want to know what drove me to this." "No, but I don't have anything better to do anymore, so you might as well say it. Why are you like this?" "It started when I was about 19 years old. I was experimenting on new sources of power. I was trying to make, or at least discover, a new, alternative energy source. I was working with a monster that didn't get trapped underground. Their name was Leo. They were a kind, cat-like monster. They were my best friend. We went through many types of experiments together. Until one day, they made something that would extract something they and the monsters called 'determination'. They were planning on finding a human body, taking it, and extracting the determination from it. They ran off excitedly, when suddenly, I accidentally pressed the button, and the nozzle sucked them up, and placed them onto the extraction table. I tried desperately to stop the machine from taking my best friend away from me, but no matter what I did, the machine ended up taking every last ounce of magic out of Leo." Talrok started to tear up. "Leo told me one last thing before they disappeared forever: 'don't stop our research. Keep moving forward, no matter the cost. Even if everyone has to die.' I promised my friend I would keep learning about magic and determination, so I did. I discovered a species called magicians. They were humans that could use magic. I wondered what would happen if I injected magic within me. Would I be able to use it, or would nothing happen? It was the biggest mistake I had ever made. When I injected Leo's magic within me, it wasn't just an experiment. It was a way to keep the memory of my dearest friend next to my heart, which is actually exactly where I intended to inject myself. I never knew exactly where my soul was, but for some reason, my soul took the hit instead. It absorbed Leo's magic, and my entire body writhed about in pain. I was seizing up as the magic flowed through my very soul. Then, their memories flooded my mind. Every last one, from start to finish. I found out that Leo didn't just think of me as a friend. They were in love with me. I never once knew I would feel the same way until after they died. I was heartbroken; my best friend and I were in love with each other, and we couldn't even tell each other until it was too late. After the pain subsided, I cried as I just laid down, wanting to die. I cried for hours, mourning the loss of the one I loved. I would never see them again, hear them again, be with them again." Talrok broke out in tears. "It was the worst day of my life. I couldn't bring myself to keep going, so I tried to jump off of a cliff. But as I lept, I started floating above the watery abyss. I didn't realize it until I heard a gull calling out to me. I was startled. I didn't know what was happening, so I screamed as I tried to make my way back to the shoreline. When I got back, I was thoroughly traumatized. I couldn't believe I was floating. At first, I couldn't make sense of it. I asked myself why I was floating. Then I remembered the experiment I did. I ran back to my lab as fast as I could. When I got back, I looked at my research as thoroughly as possible. Then I found a paper wrote about the possible effects of magic on the human soul. We hypothesized that humans couldn't take massive amounts of magic, or they would die. We also alternatively suggested that if by any statistically minute chance a human were to survive having an extreme amount of magic injected into their soul, the experience would be so intense and painful that the soul itself would adapt by instead becoming a vessel for more souls, which in turn would cause its owner to lose their humanity while being unable to become a monster as well, making them a hybrid species. However, I also believed that the only way for a human soul to adapt in such a manner would be if the soul was actually that of a magician, but I couldn't find even a single trace of evidence that I may have been born a magician. I called this way of unity between human and monster a 'perfect hybrid'. For years, I thought I would be the only one to claim such a title. But then one day, the monsters left the mountain. I was curious as to how or why they were all leaving until I remembered the prophecy that was put in place by the magicians of the past: one day, an angel will descend from the surface, and they will make the underground go empty. I originally thought it meant the monsters would become extinct, but you proved the exact opposite. Instead of killing the monsters, you set them free. So then, I went back to my lab, and read the book pertaining to what happened in the war. I read it from start to finish over and over until I noticed a page that was somehow stuck to another, initially preventing me from reading it. After some effort, I found that the prophecy involving the monsters' freedom was not the only prediction those wizards created. They created a prophecy involving the world's fate as well. That one said that two beings that are both monster and human born will cleanse their species of their sins of the past. I thought that simply meant they would kill everyone. Then I looked further, and noticed something strange. A picture of a boy with the appearance of a temmie, and a picture of a girl that bore resemblance to an astigmatism. Their names were also unsettling to me. Both of their names were neutral in gender, yet seemingly opposite in nature. The boy peaceful, and the girl violent. We both know who fills those roles." "Chara and I. But the thing is we're both pretty violent." "Yes. The names that I saw were in fact Frisk and Chara, respectively. At first, I was terrified. I couldn't believe that two children would be in charge of the fate of the world. It would rest in their hands. I decided to make it so neither you nor Chara would have to decide the fate of this world by turning every last human into monsters. That way, you could be with the people you were born with, the people you both relate to most. The prophecy spoke of both children receiving neglect and abuse from humans, so I figured if humans were the problem, I'll simply make them all go away by turning them all into monsters! Then I could make it so they wouldn't want to destroy anything if they were around monsters that actually like being around them. Don't you get it? What I did to you and Chara, what I'm doing right now. I'm not just doing it for you, I'm doing it because of you. I wanted you both to be around people who will accept you for who you are, and not what you look like. Do you know how rare it is for the sun to shine on something new? How rare it is for a human to actually embrace what's different? To embrace change? To embrace monsterkind? Frisk, you have power over the monsters, and yet you choose to do nothing with it. You converse with the humans to integrate the monsters back into their society. That is your power: unity. You've got to use that power to help me bring my plan to fruition. You've got to use that power to help me show people the truth about monster-human relations. Humans were never meant to have dominance over monsters; it was supposed to be the exact opposite. Humans are disgusting, insensitive, ignorant, cruel and dangerous. Monsters, however, are kind, gentle, accepting, patient and understanding. The way of the monsters are what humanity should aspire to be, and all they do is toxify their home and their people." "Monsters aren't innocent either. Some of them act geniunely hostile towards humans, which makes it harder on me. Others only act like it because they're scared of what humans will do to them." "They have every right to be scared! Humans have went unchanged for millennia when it comes to attitude, so of course they would put themselves above all others species! They do this because they believe humanity is the apex of creation. They are wrong. With your support, I can teach everyone the truth." "What 'truth' could you possibly teach them?" "Come with me, and I'll show you." Frisk followed Talrok in the mindscape, who led him to a dark area. Then Talrok showed him something: a mirror. "Do you see this right there, Frisk?" He said. "Yeah. What about it?" "What about it? What about it?! This mirror right here can show you your greatest desires. It's said that the happiest man in the world would only see his reflection because he will already have his greatest desires. As for you, Frisk, can you safely say you're the happiest man in the world?" "No I can't, and guess who I have to blame for it?" "Ah, I see. Look into the mirror, and you'll see your greatest desire." Frisk begrudgingly followed Talrok's orders, and then he started seeing visions. Frisk really was seeing what he desired most of all. What he yearned for most...was a normal life. He wanted to be like everybody else. He wanted to be with his parents again. He wanted them to go with him as he went to school. He wanted them to just be there for him. He even wanted them to see him on his wedding day. Frisk imagined himself at the altar, wedding bells chiming, beautious white petals fluttering in the wind, welcoming a brand-new relationship into the world. "Oh..my God. I...I can see it. Me, just like everybody else." Frisk started crying. "I just wanted to be normal...to be ordinary. I didn't ask to be like this." Then the mindscape went blank as Frisk regained consciousness in the real world. Frisk cried for real this time. He let out a loud wail of misery and woe, unable to handle the pain anymore. Talrok instructed the amalgamate to let go of him, which it did by taking itself off of Frisk. Frisk simply fell onto his knees, sobbing. "I just...want to be normal. I just want everything to go back to the way it was. I want to be human again." Talrok came to him to give him comfort, confirming that due to Frisk's emotions being fragile, his spell worked perfectly. "There, there, Frisk." Talrok said, giving the poor temmie a shoulder to cry on. "It's not your fault you're like this. You were born this way. All I did was tell you the truth. You did nothing wrong." Frisk didn't know it, but he was under Talrok's control now. He was a mindslave to the mad scientist. "Listen to me, Frisk. I know you've had some nasty twists and turns, and I know you don't want this power, but it's okay. With a little help, I'm certain you can mold your abilities into whatever you want them to be. And Rhonda and I will support you every step of the way." Talrok let out a devious smile while he looked Frisk in the eyes. "Now do you understand? What I showed you, your greatest desire, I want to help you achieve it. I want to help you live in a world where everyone is like you, and accepts you. A world where no one would EVER judge you for your looks." Frisk started drying his tears. "Okay. Fine. If you can't fix this...then would you please show me how to control it?" "Thank you. I'll show you, but first, lie down and hold still. If you feel something, don't react at all." Talrok had the amalgamate from earlier infest Frisk again, only this time, it got to Frisk's soul. The magic and determination in Frisk's body reacted to the amalgamate so much, Frisk was in a trance. Talrok could make him do whatever he wanted. "Well? Do you like what you're feeling right now, Frisk?" "Whatever this is, it feels great. My entire body feels amazing. And my mind. My goodness. Talrok, I...I get it now." "I see. Now that you know what it acceptance feels like, everything should become clear to you." "Humanity exists...to serve monsterkind. Isn't that right?" "Yes, it is. Now, let's make you look more...distinguished." The amalgamate went inside Frisk's body and changed it inside and out. Now Frisk had a constant supply of magic and determination, and he had some (admittedly) snazzy clothes to boot. "Now, Frisk, you look so much better! No more of the humble appearance. Now you look fit for a king! I'm so proud of you!" "Thanks!" Talrok succeeded. He got Frisk on his side. That's what he intended. Suddenly, Noah burst through a door, looking for Talrok. "Talrok, Chara and her people are coming to look for Frisk." "Chara's coming?" Frisk croaked. "Yes. But not today. Tomorrow. She'll be looking for Frisk." "That fucking bitch." "Why don't you take care of her, 'son'?" Talrok said warmly. "You got it...'dad'." Frisk then pulled Rhonda toward his face. "Oh, don't tell me you're still upset with me." Frisk gave her a kiss on the cheek and hugged her. "Mom, I'm sorry for my behavior. I won't make that mistake again. That I can promise." Rhonda felt flattered by what she was hearing. "It's okay. Now come with us, hun. Mommy and daddy are going to teach you how to use your magic." "Yes, mom." Frisk was completely under their control. He couldn't fight back, no matter how much he wanted to. He was going to become a living weapon disguised as a puppet. He seemed doomed to remain that way.
