Undyne

Seven. Seven human souls, and King ASGORE will become a god. Six. That's how many we have collected thus far. Understand? Through your seventh and final soul, this world will be transformed. First, however, as is customary for those who make it this far... I shall tell you the tragic tale of our people. It all started, long ago...

Forget it. Look. Papyrus didn't come to his meeting today. Say what you want about him. He's weird, he's naive, he's self-absorbed... But Papyrus has NEVER missed a meeting. And no matter what time you call him on the phone... Night, day, afternoon, morning... He ALWAYS answers within the first two rings. ... But now he's gone. And his brother isn't around, either. ... What did you do to him? What did you DO TO HIM? Papyrus, who I have trained every day... Even though I KNOW he's too goofy to ever hurt anyone... ... Go ahead. Prepare however you want. But when you step forward... I will KILL you.