A world ruled by judgement, mafias, and violence. Y/N wants nothing more than a simple life, even though she was born as the daughter of a higher class. She has a secret that when revealed, suddenly shakes the whole world as they know it. Her soulma...
I sigh as I approach one of the "abandoned" brick buildings in the city. This specific one used to be an old factory or brewery or something along those lines. It may look weathered and boarded up from the outside but it's been renovated to be a base to the Undermafia on the inside. A bomb could hit it and blow off the walls brick by brick but everything inside would still be preserved. They used the same internal design, foundations, and metal that Gaster designed for the lab still laying dormant in the underground. He designed that lab to be the only safe place in case the CORE were to suddenly combust.
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(Writer~San: So y'all can have a few ideas of what the building looks like uwu)
It's supposed to be impenetrable. It's in the poorer part of town, filled with low grade apartments and old buildings of the past like this one. With all the territorial lines drawn by different mafias in the area, there is practically no law enforcement on this side of town. I took great care to make sure I wasn't followed.
I walk to the back and find the rusted cellar doors. I lift one of them carefully and make my way down the few steps underneath to reach yet another door. This next door is made of metal and integrated tech.
"Identify yourself." It speaks. "Grillby." I state bluntly. "For further identification, please present a form of magic to be scanned." I stretch out an open palm in front of me. A small ball of flames manifests from it. I can understand the reason why Alphys designed it to scan magic instead of the entire body. There are shifter type species that have the ability to mimic one's body, but no one can ever mimic your magic's unique makeup. The scan completes momentarily and the lock clicks open.
As I step into the hall, I'm met with immediate screaming. "NGAH!!! I'LL SHOW YOU A BATTLE WORTH LOSING, HUMAN!" Undyne's furious voice echoes loud enough to shake the walls.
'That doesn't sound good.'
I take a faster pace and look into the training room.
'Surely they wouldn't have-'
It's empty. The fire of my arms begin to stir and flicker with confusion. There's a loud thud behind me. I turn around and look through the opposite doorway to the cafeteria. Everyone is crowded around a table. Y/N, Sans, and Alphys are on one side while Papyrus, Frisk, and Undyne are on the other. "AVENGE ME!!!!" Papyrus unleashes his pent up excitement in a yell. Undyne violently throws the dice, not on the table, but straight at the opposing team. "Heads up-" Sans casually dodges to the side. Y/N barely managed to duck out of the way and Alphys let out a high pitched shriek as she hid behind a manual. I come to realize that they're playing one of Alphys' storytelling games. The board game, its pieces, and various snacks are scattered across the table in chaos. It appears that this has been going on for a while.
