Kingdom- Amalgamation

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Frisk got to their feet and walked out of the small room. They got to the yellow sparkle at the bottom of the room. However, upon approaching it, it changed. It melted into a white color and expanded into a humanoid shape.

Frisk's soul appeared before them. The smell of sweet lemons permeated the vicinity. The creature before them looked a bit like Shyren. It had her body. However, a thick muscled arm was folded behind its back. Three large, black bubbles formed on its melting chest. Its black, smooth head often morphed. Bubbles formed sharp, long teeth that shook. Sometimes, its head morphed so that it spiked upward and showed large, sharp eyes.

It looked like Shyren... Frisk hummed a familiar, sad tune they sang with Shyren. Lemon Bread's teeth shook. "Welcome to my special hell." A collection of so many voices spoke all around them at the exact same time. High voices, low voices, loud and soft- there was no telling them apart. The creature's mouth opened wide and it lunged. Frisk was hardly able to dodge. The only reason they could was due to the fact that one if its teeth was missing. Each time the creature bit at them, a good three times in total, the place of the missing tooth changed.

Bubbles that formed on them looked like Moldbygg... Frisk held up their hands and took a step back. Lemon Bread's teeth shake. "But nobody came." This time, candy-corn shaped teeth floated around Frisk. Orbs of red and orange shot at them. Yet they were together so it may as well have been white. That would have made it easier for them to dodge. Flowey's vines wrapped around Frisk's feet and guided them back away from the attacks. Finally, the creature stopped attacking.

It had Aaron's arm... Frisk flexed one of their arms. Lemon Bread's eyes narrow as it hesitated its attack. "I've felt this before..." Lemon bread snapped at them again. Again, they dodged. Yet it didn't seem that Lemon Bread's heart was in it. Frisk waved goodbye. Lemon Bread melted away.

"That was odd... poor thing..." Frisk muttered. They nearly left when a sign glowed beside the skull-tube machine.

Flowey looked up as they approached it. "'DT EXTRACTION MACHINE. STATUS: INACTIVE'."

"DT... is that determination?" Frisk prompted. "That sounds like it would be. If so, then... this is an odd way of getting it." The room at the end in which they attempted to enter was full of fog. They couldn't see past their own nose! So, they turned and walked back to the yellow glimmer in the bed room. Chara didn't comment. Frisk stepped back into the hallway and went to the right. The door there yielded a foggy room. However, the fog was not impenetrable. There was a giant wall of fans there. A screen glowed near the fans.

Flowey looked it over. "'Entry Number 11: now that mettaton's made it big, he never talks to me anymore. ...except to ask when i'm going to finish his body. but i'm afraid if i finish his body, he won't need me anymore... then we'll never be friends ever again.'"

"If this is from Dr. Alphys, then... were they friends? They didn't act like it when they were being snarky."

"Everyone's snarky here," Flowey pointed out.

"That's true." At the end of the room, the fans stopped. There was a switch. Once it was pressed, the fog was blown away. White particles that floated about the air merged together. More and more particles joined into the growing ball until finally it dropped. When it hit the ground, it turned into a giant, six-legged dog. Its face was missing and, like all the others, seemed to be melting and shifted constantly. Black shapes under it seemed to be made of dogs, too.

Frisk hesitated and beckoned it. "Here, doggy!" The creature bounded forward, flecking a strange liquid from an orifice. It's attack as simple. It jumped into the air and barked.

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