Gosh, not at all. I knew from the very beginning that what I get is what I deserve. That wasn't news at all.
[They don't buy what he's saying for a second, anyway. Empty, token sympathy. Fake words. Who cares, right? He'd be singing a different tune entirely if he knew the truth about Chara. Knew what everyone else had known in that dusty, dusty timeline: they aren't even human. They're the one big threat to everyone's happiness.]
I concluded that whatever had called me to this world had no intention of allowing me to "win." It just wanted to play with its toys. This was not going to end, because even if we found an ending that was fun enough to satisfy my partner, they would surely want to relive that fun. Experience the thrill of battles again. See if there was anything interesting they had missed.
They showed me that was what my purpose was. I existed to mold the world as we pleased. The reason for my existence was to conquer. Eradicate the enemy and become strong. And so, I decided, I would play their game. I would turn it all to dust.
I began to kill, Mettaton. I began to kill everyone. Not just the ones in my way. Every living thing in this wretched, meaningless universe.
If the world told me that I was not welcome. If the world and I could not coexist. If I could not return to my rest, could not end myself. Then what other solution could there be? Instead of throwing myself into the void, I would create a void around myself.
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[They don't buy what he's saying for a second, anyway. Empty, token sympathy. Fake words. Who cares, right? He'd be singing a different tune entirely if he knew the truth about Chara. Knew what everyone else had known in that dusty, dusty timeline: they aren't even human. They're the one big threat to everyone's happiness.]
I concluded that whatever had called me to this world had no intention of allowing me to "win." It just wanted to play with its toys. This was not going to end, because even if we found an ending that was fun enough to satisfy my partner, they would surely want to relive that fun. Experience the thrill of battles again. See if there was anything interesting they had missed.
They showed me that was what my purpose was. I existed to mold the world as we pleased. The reason for my existence was to conquer. Eradicate the enemy and become strong. And so, I decided, I would play their game. I would turn it all to dust.
I began to kill, Mettaton. I began to kill everyone. Not just the ones in my way. Every living thing in this wretched, meaningless universe.
If the world told me that I was not welcome. If the world and I could not coexist. If I could not return to my rest, could not end myself. Then what other solution could there be? Instead of throwing myself into the void, I would create a void around myself.
I would simply get rid of the entire world.