(A/n: For my own preferences, and me not wanting to be arrested by the FBI, the timeline is moved up and everyone is around 18 years old. So in 3 years, Asgore already has the 6 human souls.)
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(Kira's POV)
My name is Kira. I'm 19 years old. My house is in the northeast section of Hometown, and I'm currently single.
I was just an average person.
But everything changed when I suddenly remembered my past life.
Well… after I slipped, cracked my skull open on a rock, and a brief conversation with the void.
You know. Normal everyday stuff.
But let's rewind a bit.
...
It was a beautiful day outside.
Birds were singing, flowers were blooming, and I was hiking up the most cursed mountain in local folklore.
Mt. Ebott.
According to online forums, apparently, anyone who climbed it never came back.
So naturally, I brought a backpack, a chocolate bar, and the full intention of swan-diving off a cliff.
What? You thought I came up here for the views?
Nope. I came here to die.
See, life had gotten kind of… awful.
No. That's not right.
It wasn't awful.
It was empty.
Like I'd been hollowed out from the inside, and all that was left was a brittle shell, drifting through life like a bitter snowflake.
It all started when my childhood sweetheart disappeared around 3 years ago.
Her name was Chara.
We met when we were kids. We were both a little strange. I'd sit alone at lunch with my sketchbook, and she'd sit beside me without asking, saying I looked like I needed company.
From then on, we were together every day. Playing old RPGs. Reading fantasy books. Watching old school animes. She taught me how to hurt someone effectively, and I taught her how to gaslight people.
Everything normal that kids do.
She had a nice laugh and can make funny expressions – others found it strange and creepy, but I thought it was hilarious and cute.
Chara wasn't perfect. She had her dark moods. Sometimes she'd go quiet, and I could tell something ominous was playing in the back of her mind. But she always flashed me a smile when she saw me.
I loved her. In the purest, most real way you can love someone.
And then one day, she was gone.
That was 3 years ago.
I waited.
I waited through the endless nights. I waited as the hope within me slowly withered into a numb acceptance.
My family tried their best to help me move on. My mom hugged me like she was trying to hold all my broken pieces together. My older brother would drag me out of bed, and try his best to cheer me up. My dad would drive me to some cool places to sightsee.
They were what held me together.
Until they too, were gone.
My brother had died in a car accident. Just like that. Gone. Before I could even say goodbye.
Shortly after, my dad passed away from being overworked.
And yesterday, my last thread snapped.
My mother had a sudden heart attack and died.
Could you imagine?
It was like a cruel twist of fate. Each one. Gone.
My mother never had any conditions, had a healthy lifestyle, and yet, she too had left me...
Now, in this empty house, only I remain...
No family. No money. No future.
So I made a decision.
If the world rejects me, I'll reject it too!
I'm not some iron-willed protagonist who'd break every bone in their body and endure countless hardships to see the light.
Fuck that.
I'd rather kill myself.
As I walked, the path eventually narrowed into a cave entrance veiled in creeping vines and damp shadows.
I pushed through.
My footsteps echoed as I arrived in the heart of Mt. Ebott, finding myself standing before a deep chasm.
Round, ominous, and seemingly bottomless.
After taking off my backpack and dropping it on the side, I peered down into the darkness.
No bottom in sight.
"...Would it be instant?" I muttered.
That was the golden question.
Just imagining surviving the fall brought chills down my spine. I'd undoubtedly be left a cripple and with countless broken bones!
That would be excruciating!
However, seeing how deep it was, that shouldn't be an issue.
I hope...
Thus, without anymore thoughts, I decided to take that leap.
However, just as I started leaning forward—
"Wait!!"
A voice.
A girl's voice.
I caught myself from falling.
I then turned slowly, blinking.
Standing a few feet away was a girl with short brown hair, wearing a striped shirt and a worried expression on her face.
"Don't do it!"
"...What the hell?"
Why was someone else here?
She started running toward me. "It's dangerous! You'll—!"
Her foot caught on a vine.
Her arms flailed.
And before I could even react—
SLAM!
And then we both fell into the hole...
It took me half a second to realise what had happened—
This bitch?!
You tackled me to my death!
What kind of lifesaver are you?!
No no. I quickly calmed down. I realised it was likely my fault.
She seemed to have had good intentions.
I found myself lamenting.
My luck really was shit, wasn't it?
A girl had found me and stopped me from self deleting, only to trip and crash into me.
Now we'll both die!
She screamed in terror as I had a deep sigh.
Sorry lady. It seems my luck had implicated you. If there is an afterlife, I'll surely try to make amends.
Then, after a few seconds of falling, I felt my body hit the ground.
It was surprisingly soft, in the sense that I landed on a soft mattress. But from how high I fell, it still hurt like hell. Of course, only for a fraction of a second as I then felt my head slam into what I assumed was a rock.
Go figure...
Soon, darkness consumed me.
...
I opened my eyes feeling dazed.
I was flat on my back, resting on golden flowers.
The girl who had crashed into me was unconscious, laying on my chest, her boobs pressing against me.
The back of my head felt uncomfortable and wet.
After massaging the back of my head and examining my hand, I saw how it was completely stained in my blood.
What would leave others in horror, simply made me have a "You can't be serious" expression.
"How am I even alive... I can't even take my own life?"
How absurd...
The girl groaned, seemingly in pain.
I was a bit surprised after feeling her heart beat and that she was breathing.
"I survived because I fell on the bed of flower, how is she alive? Am I that soft to be used as a cushion or is she simply made of steel?"
Or perhaps, she survived simply from sheer will and... determination?
;)
Regardless, we were both alive. That was good. If I somehow survived but she had died, I think I might turn crazy from guilt.
But then, at that moment, I suddenly felt a stabbing sensation wedge into my brain.
It was so painful I couldn't even scream. My body had uncontrollably tensed up as my eyes lost its light. There was even foam that came out of my mouth...
After a few moments, I somehow recovered.
More than that, new memories was now in my head.
I really was going crazy!
But after the memories fully assimilated, it felt as if I had reached fucking enlightenment!
It was the feeling of a 2D character being able to observe the 3D world!
No!
It was exactly like that!
I'm in a 2D world!!!
Holy shit!
I'm having an existential crisis!
I had just received the memories of another Kira's life.
The only difference was that this guy was in a world where my world was in the form of a game!
Undertale!
I saw the introduction of the game where the main character would fall into the hole at Mt. Ebott.
I saw the king of monsters.
I even saw countless memes of two skeleton bros.
I saw so many things that a person in a 2D world shouldn't!
More than that...
Why was my childhood sweetheart, my girlfriend, Chara, such a fucking psycho?!
In the game, she was the symbol of the bad route — the Genocide route where you seek out and kill every innocent monster possible!
This enlightenment I received had made me less retarded and I began to visit my old memories.
I facepalmed internally.
I should have noticed the signs!
Her crazy laughter and creepy smile, her fixation with knives, and her ominous aura...
Huh?
The more I thought about it, the more I realised I liked her more.
Damn.
It's like the saying; if your lover turned into a lunatic serial killer who is obsessed with you to an unhealthy degree, would you still love her?
(A/n: there is no such saying bro ;-; but yes.)
It seems the 3D Kira also had similar tastes. There was even the perfect word for it in both our worlds: Yanderes!
After my existential crisis, I looked down at my chest to see the unconscious girl laying there. With her striped shirt, I quickly realised her identity as the game's protagonist.
Unlike her pixelated form, she had a nice figure and was rather busty. With shoulder length brown hair, and a cute face, she would give people the urge to protect her.
As much as I liked the sensation of her chest pressed against me, I tapped her head and gently spoke.
"Please wake up."
At my voice, her body hugged me tighter, like I'm some sort of pillow, seemingly enjoying her sleep.
I gently tapped her head once more.
That seemed to have done the trick as she had finally stirred awake. After opening her eyes in a daze, she sat up and rubbed her head.
"Ow... my body is really sore..." She complained slightly.
Due to how she landed on me, she was directly on top of me in a very suggestive position.
I felt my little brother rise slightly, however, I suppressed it like Atlas who was punished by Zeus to hold up the Celestial Heavens!
After gathering her thoughts and replaying back what had happened prior, her expression immediately shifted.
She then began furiously apologising.
"Ah?! I'M SO, SO SORRY!! If I hadn't–"
I raise my hand to stop her. I likely had a slightly constipated expression.
"Before that. Please get off me... I think I might die," I said, quickly making up an excuse.
Of course, my true thoughts were: any second longer with this busty girl on top of me and I might accidentally unsheathe my Excalibur...
Naturally, I wasn't a virgin. I had already done the deed with Chara when we turned 16, but any man in a similar situation would find it hard to suppress such desires.
But with my strong will forged by my enlightenment, I wasn't just any man, I was Kira. THE Kira. A man who had received one of the cliche protagonist fan fic settings!!
I even wondered where my system was!
The girl, after hearing my words, suddenly gasped after she noticed the large pool of blood behind my head.
She quickly got up, finally giving me some room to breathe. She then shot me a worried gaze.
"A- Are you okay? That's a lot of... blood."
"Oh this? 'Tis but a scratch. Nothing life threatening. I think..."
I had touched the back of my head and didn't feel anything noticeable. Realistically speaking, I should have cracked my skull open after my head slammed into that rock, but I think the mystical experience I had from receiving those memories caused my injuries to heal.
The girl was skeptical at first, but gave a sigh of relief.
"That's a relief! I was so worried!" She gave an adorable expression, like a golden retriever who was seeking forgiveness.
After all, she had essentially pushed me into certain death had it not been for the bed of flowers.
Of course, I was going to do it myself anyways so I wasn't that bothered.
Though...
Looking at her cute and naive expression, perhaps I can take advantage of her and say something like: You almost killed me! You can only pay this offence with your body!
I mentally stroked my invisible beard and nodded at my genius.
But I suppressed such thoughts.
I'm an honest man!
Playing the long game for larger benefits is the only way!
After all, doting women are the best kind of women!
And that is only achieved through a healthy bond of mutual trust!
Plus, I did promise to make amends as I had technically implicated her with my bad luck, even if she was fated to fall into the Underground anyways.