Undertale Determination

Broken Trust

(TW: Angst, Death and Trauma. Readers are advised to skip or bear with this chapter)

Time passes quick in the Underground, at least that was what I felt while living here. It was however getting boring to do the same thing over and over again. Toriel could only teach me so much before the books ran out and the Ruins were only so big till every corner got explored. I knew every way, every corner...and even Chara is bored. It's not fun to sit around in the Ruins all day and look how the water flows or to count the leaves on the floor. But I wouldn't complain. Better to have a boring life as to fear for my safety again. To fear death. And the books just couldn't get deciphered no matter what. So the only choice was to read through the books, which is still a little hard on my own, or to talk to the other monsters...and I wouldn't want to bother anyone just because I was bored. And am.

The Ruins also just feel so...out of place from time to time. Chara and I went again through the various dark spots and sometimes even through the spiderweb infested passages. Just to find something new and exciting. Something that isn't the same book that was read for the fifth time in a row. Or the same boring wall patterns. But we both agreed to not go too deep into the dark. It felt...off putting to even get closer. Like something bad would be lurking in the shadows, ready to tear my soul apart. And it was always when Toriel was so far away. Darkness might be a good friend I had cherished often...but down here, it felt scary and dangerous. More than the monsters seemed when I first came here.

As Toriel left for her usual trip through the Ruins, I stayed behind, holding her snake book in my hands as both me and Chara sat on the dining table. For days my curiosity about the dark pathway downstairs tugs at my mind, pushing me further and further to the thought of just seeing what there is. Just to satisfy my own desire to really know what there is. But Toriel forbid me to go there...I can't just break a rule like that...right?
„...And you really have no clue what there is?"
„For the millionth of times, no. I spent my time in the capital, not the Ruins. And when I fell, I was almost unconscious for the whole trip."
Yeah, no help again. I sighed and put the book away while staring at the wood of the table.

„And...would it hurt to...just take a Quick Look? To just go there and upstairs again?"
Chara stared in silence, their eyes focusing to the staircase and than back to me.
„It's not like I can go alone and look...given how I physically can't stay away from you or else my 'body' feels heavy and exhausted. It's probably nothing dangerous she keeps there. She even hid the knives so you can't cook and hurt yourself again."
„That was one time! And the cut healed up immediately once she noticed I was bleeding..."
Even though she seemed back than truly scared for my safety. As if blood had made her remember something terrible...that's why I can't even cook to pass the time. Not like I could even cook to begin with.

My eyes went back to the stairs and I stood up from the chair. A little peek won't hurt, right? It's just one quick look and I will be away again.
„W-well...one look surely won't be the end of the world, right? She will never notice..."
„Yeah surely it won't be the end of the world. Say anymore of that dooming nonsense and I will find a way to punch you."
I laughed a little at the half truthful threat as we slowly began to descend the stairs. Each step felt worse as my conscience picked and stung me, but my curiosity was just so big...and a peek never hurt anyone, right? The sound of my shoes hitting the ground echoed down here as I gulped and glanced to the bathroom under the stairs, before going the complete different direction.

The pathway is long and hollow, no paintings or anything in the way. It was as if it was meant to scare people away. After turning at a corner, I saw a giant door which seemed to made out of stone. The same pattern was there as on Toriels clothes and sometimes on the Ruins walls. So this was it? A door? Even Chara sighed in disappointment.
„Wait that's it? A stupid door? I thought like a weird snail collection or some storage for food, but a door?"
„Yeah...why hide a door?"
Curious, I stepped closer and put my hands carefully on the door. It felt like the stony surface from that dark room we had talked with the voice. So in that dark room must be a door as well. Maybe she didn't hid the door, but what is behind it?