Perspective

Disconnected

~Fresh

I used the energy I had to kill the Papyrus, and finally get my hands on a meal. The catch is, I have to eat it quick. I can't keep it inside my body or else someone will notice. I fed off of it until it shattered, my head still hurt and my body still felt hungry, but hopefully, that will end soon.

It worked. The energy may not have lasted a long as I had hoped, but I haven't been discovered, and I don't feel like I'm about to starve. It's been a little routine, almost every day. Go to Dusttale, kill Papyrus, eat quickly, and come back to whatever they've been trying to teach me. 

I've been losing track of how many souls I've eaten, it's been a few weeks, and my LV has increased a good amount. Now I finally have the energy to start thinking again. Now I finally asked the question again, if Ink doesn't have a soul, then how does he feel? Is he just really good at faking, no, I would have detected it, I'm a master of faking emotions, so I would know if someone tried something. I guess I'll have to ask him, apparently Ink is the only one that really trusts me. Error still hates me, and I'm not sure about Geno yet. 

As I keep killing, increasing my LV, I'm beginning to think, were they trying to kill me, keeping me from eating souls? Well, I tried, they should cut me some slack. I starved myself to make them happy with their possible fake emotions. They were the one's that brought me to kill almost every day, if anything, they just made my supposed "problem" even worse. Maybe if I could gain their trust, I could "repay" them. A little "Thank You" to them for trying so hard to tame an uncivilized, unintelligible, beast like me.

While in Dusttale, Geno came along and came to watch the Dust Sans kill the human, again. When the half-human appeared, I saw Geno look into the brush, I swear he had seen me. I wanted to show off one of my best works to him. I made my own little infinite Genocide timeline if only I could feel satisfaction. I just want more. 

I've barely even bothered paying attention, checking on how my actual body is doing isn't a priority. Maybe like the Dust Sans, I look even more frightening than I already am. I was going back to the usual after the fight, back to killing a Papyrus over and over again.