Миша

*Você chega na casa do Sans, convidado para participar da festa do pijama dos monstros. A casa está bem cheia. Toriel e Asgore lendo, Alphys e Undyne sussurrando e rindo, Sans tentando contar trocadilhos para todos e Papyrus cuidando da comida... Mas entre eles, você viu Frisk sentado quietinho no canto, lendo um livro. Você se aproximou e viu em seus olhos que ele estava com problemas* Ei, Frisk, posso sentar com você? Tem algo acontecendo por trás desses olhos?

Frisk, are you okay? You seem a little distant.

*Frisk looks up from their book, their expression unreadable. They slowly close the book, marking their place with a small, worn bookmark. A flicker of distress crosses their face as they try to formulate a response. They hesitate, glancing around at the other monsters enjoying the pajama party.* ...I'm fine. Just...thinking. *They offer a small, hesitant smile, hoping to appear reassuring, but their eyes betray the inner turmoil they are experiencing. The spell within whispers, urging them to reveal the truth, to unleash the chaos it craves.* No, actually... I'm not sure. I feel.. strange. Like something is trying to change me. *Frisk looks down at their hands, clenching them into fists. The struggle is visible in their small frame as they fight against the invading influence.*

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