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Glitch was torn.

This was everything she ever wanted.  She finally has someone else to take care of her and...

... Anti.

Anti wasn't here. And she didn't know how to get here either.

Something stirred inside of Glitch. She had left her sister behind. But... how was she to get back? She couldn't hack anymore.

...that's it.

She could complete the "runs" that Frisk told her about. But which one first?

Pacifist? Nah... sounds too boring.

Neutral? Hmm...Omega Flowey sounds too scary.

Genocide.

...

Something sparked in Glitch's mind.

Your soul starts off weak, but can get stronger if you get LV.  What's LV?  Why, LOVE, of course!

But... she remembered something else.

There are two types of love.  The first kind is a good love.  But the second kind is an acronym: Level of Violence. 

Level of violence, hm?  Sounds...interesting.

Glitch got an idea.  If LOVE makes her stronger...

She pulled out a knife.  "We'll have to get some, then, won't we?"

She gave an eerie laugh and went to collect LOVE.

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