Listen, I don't know who you are... or, what you are, but get out of my head!

"Sorry, si-...kiddo. No can do. I'm stuck here with you until this is all over. Trust me, if I could leave, I would."

The goat, Asriel, reached out awkwardly for my hand.

"Um, ready to go?"

I grabbed his hand as we walked down the purplish corridors. They had battle scars down the length of them, and dust clouded the air at some points.

"Why is it so dusty here? And were are we going?"

Asriel kept his back turned to me as he felt along the walls.

"We're going to Mom's. Now there should be a loose brick somewhere around... aha!"

He pulled out a slightly discolored brick, placing it carefully on the ground beside him. He reached deep inside, and suddenly there was a click! and for the second time that day I was plummeting into darkness.

I sat up, my head spinning. For a quick second, there was a worried face with one red eye blinking back at me, but it was gone. I wasn't hurt, from what a could tell. Just disorientated.

"What was that?" I said, mostly to myself. I had actually forgotten about Asriel until he responded.

"Oh! Are you hurt? I assumed your HP was high so I didn't ask..."

I turned to see him brushing his green shorts off.

"HP?"

He looked in my direction.

"You must still be confused about this. It'll be a while till we get to Mom's so... I guess little old me will have to do."

He reached his hand out towards me and a soft, red glow came from my chest. I watched in astonishment as a heart shaped object manifested, glowing brightly. Asriel cupped it gently in his hands.

"This is your SOUL, the very culmination of your being. Your soul starts off weak, but can grow stronger if you gain more LV. LV stands for Love! People gain love in very different...ways..."

His voice trailed off and he brought my soul closer to my chest, it phasing inside again, the glow disappearing. He found my hand fairly quickly and held it as we walked on. He held it just a little tighter than before. Almost so soft I couldn't hear it, Asriel whispered,

"Be careful, Frisk. In this world it's kill or be killed."