A/N: I'm usually not one place warnings like these in front of chapters. In this case however, I deemed it necessary as this chapter mentions topics that are reprehensible by both, moral and ethical standards. Namely the creation of genetic chimeras using human cells as well and the inhumane treatment during the neko experimentation program.

Night has fallen over the campus by the time you finally snapped out of your catatonic state, the moon standing high in the starless sky. You didn't need to turn around to see that Asriel was staring at you, worried sick about you.

"____?" He called out to you in a soft voice, scared for reasons he didn't quite understood himself. "Are you alright?"

"No." You almost sounded aggressive, as if you wanted to keep Asriel as far away from you as possible.

Right at this moment you were more conflicted than you've ever been before. You wanted someone to talk to, someone to share all the things that bother you with, but you were too scared.

Hesitantly you turned around to face Asriel. Even under the dim moonlight, that filled the otherwise dark room, the tales of a shattered past could easily be read on your face. You felt weak, almost as if you were about to collapse. Asriel could only watch with a troubled expression. He didn't knew how to help you and he was too scared to try anything. It bothered him, it bothered him more than anything to feel this useless.

For an eternity and a half, there was deafening silence between you.

"You wanted to know about my past, right?" You whispered, hushed and faced away from Asriel. You wanted to tell him but you didn't want to.

Everything that happened in the past, the knowledge to the reasons why you exist in the first place. All of it, you wanted to forget all of it no matter how, even if you had to push your claws in your brain and rip those curse memories out with your bare hands. But you knew that talking about it would ease the pain. You begged the gods you cursed not too long ago it would.

"Are you sure you want to tell me?" Asriel looked at you in surprise. Seeing you like that, it made him question whether he really wanted to hear you story or not.

You simply nodded, beckoning him over to your side. Asriel was hesitant and slowly began tip-toeing over to you, almost as if a single false step would spell his immediate demise. He sat down on your bed, keeping a bit of distance between you and himself.

There was another moment of dead silence between you, not even nature uttered a single word.

You sighed, breaking the dreadful silence. "I don't even know where to begin."

Your gaze shifted from the ground and up to the ceiling as if you were looking for a script to read from.

"Have you ever asked yourself why people like me exist?" Asriel shifted uncomfortably at you question, shivering at the uncanny sound of your voice.

"N- no." He responded meekly, almost terrified.

"It's because people wanted to. The only reason my kind exist is because people wanted us to exist. And now that we do, we are shunned." Your voice was full with bitter hatred.

"I'm afraid I don't get it." Asriel sounded immensely confused.

"This entire neko experimentation program. It was a huge, secret program funded by private companies with only one goal in mind. To create human-cat hybrids. They obviously succeeded." A pained chuckle left you throat.

"At first they struggled, spending years on fully decoding the DNA of humans and cats. Once they managed to to that, they began testing. Of course they needed volunteers but they couldn't just go out and make their project public. And so, more and more people began to disappear. That homeless guy under the bridge? The nice young woman that rarely leaves her house but is actually really nice once you get to know her? They deliberately choose people whose disappearance no one would notice." An expression of pure disgust spread across your face, your voice full of hatred.

"That sounds terrible." Asriel sounded equally shocked and disgusted.

"You think that's bad? It only gets worse from here. In order to create hybrids they needed something to work with, Embryos to be exact. I think you can see where this is going. Once they got what they needed, through whatever sick means they used, they began to run their experiments. The results were terrifying abominations that once more prove that we shouldn't meddle with nature. Hundreds, if not thousands, died." Asriel was at an utter loss for words, looking at you with an expression that went far beyond disgusted.

"It's pretty clear now that ethics were, and always have been, secondary for them but even the guys behind the project realized that they can't keep abducting other people. After all, someone was bound to notice sooner or later. So they decided to take a different approach. Instead of using embryos they decided to create life from scratch. More years passed and they finally had a breakthrough. After years of synthesizing they finally managed to create their first artificial life form. But that wasn't enough." You paused one you realized that Asriel seemed to have a question.

"Sorry for interrupting you but, you said that you only exist because people wanted you to. Why exactly did people wanted that?" Asriel whispered almost inaudibly, too afraid of the answers he might get.

"In short, for their entertainment. They wanted someone to keep them company, to serve them in whatever way they desire. We were meant to be nothing more than an artificial breed of slaves." Asriel immediately regretted ever asking that question.

"Anyway, where was I?" You took a moment to recollect your thoughts.

"Being nothing more than an artificial life form wasn't enough. As I said, we were designed to serve and for that reason we needed adjustments. Nekos are not only designed to not age past maturity, they're also designed to reach maturity extraordinarily quickly."

"Wait, how old are you exactly?" Asriel cut you off, sounding shocked.

"Does it matter? I have both, the body and the mind of a twenty-one year old. Everything is working the way it's supposed to for someone around that age." You responded in a plain voice.

"So, you're actually older than I am?" Asriel was confused, looking at you as if you were explaining advanced quantum physics to him.

"Technically speaking I'm younger than you. We are considered to be of legal age by the government however." You avoided looking at Asriel, hoping you'd be able to hide you uncomfortable expression.

"And what do you mean by designed not to age past maturity?" Asriel was staring at you and you could feel his eyes on your back. There was a strange mixture of interest, concern and disgust in his voice. It send a vile shiver down your spine.

"Exactly what is says. Maturity is reached within a few years, after that we stopped ageing completely no matter what. I don't know how they managed to do that but we certainly won't die of old age." You took a deep breath, pausing for a moment in case Asriel had more questions.

"Now, as I said before. I, and everyone that is like me, were created to serve. But hard-coding a set behavior into a sentient being proved to be quite difficult. In addition to that, it wouldn't be profitable. The leaders of the experiment knew that people had different tastes, that people wanted their neko's to have a unique personality. So we were put into literal boot camps." You sighed, shaking your head slightly.

"There were numerous different kinds of so called "personality alignment facilities' or 'PAFs' for short. All of them were focusing on different traits. I was lucky I ended up in one of the 'better' ones." You hesitantly began talking about the worst part of your past.

"Teaching obedience was a standard in every facility and everyone that didn't do as they were told would be severely punished. Physical punishment, denial of food, solitary confinement, you name it. The 'PAF' focusing on complete subservience was the absolute worst from what I've heard. If anyone stepped out of line they'd be turned into an example of the consequences disobedience carries, even if it meant death." By now Asriel's expression was unreadable. It was as if he refused to believe what you're telling him.

"Are you saying that other nekos were killed simply because they didn't obey?" Asriel looked at you, hoping, begging, praying that what you just told him wasn't true.

"Yes, they were. Shot in front of the others. Those that survived were left to bleed out. These heinous crimes only happened in the complete subservience facilities however, and there weren't that many of them. The one's that ended up in the upbeat 'PAFs' were the better end of things. They were taught to always stay optimistic and spread their happy nature." You turned back to Asriel, looking in his moonlit face.

"While every facility was different all of them had one thing in common. They treated us like we were nothing more than worthless animals"

"And where did you end up?" Asriel tried to redirect the conversation but was almost too scared to ask.

"I don't remember the exact name but what I do remember is, that it was all about being the caring and protective kind. I know. It doesn't really sound like me, does it?" You added a sarcastic chuckle to the end.

"It does. Even if you show it in your own way, you are more caring than you think." Asriel smiled in a reassuring way.

You didn't know how to react and continued on with your story, eyes trailing off again. "Anyway, half way through my training program, the government intervened. Someone working at the project seemed to have had a change of heart and leaked enough information to have everyone working on the project jailed for life. Of course such a leak didn't go unnoticed and instead of being reasonable they decided to destroy everything related to the project." Your eyes trailed past Asriel, focusing on the darkness outside the window.

"You remember when we met your father right? He wanted to say something but left abruptly." Asriel's expression began to shift at your words, almost as if he was trying really hard to remember something. After a minute or two, he nodded.

"What he was about to say... He wanted to say that I was one of the survivors." You spoke with an almost apathetic calmness.

"W- what happened?" Asriel whispered meekly.

"The unthinkable. They wanted to erase as much evidence as possible so they destroyed every recording, every document and killed as many of their creations as possible. Once the special units arrived, everyone that worked on the project decided to get out of their affairs by... Well, I guess you understand what I'm getting at." Your voice drifted into a more cynical tune.

"And in the end, society won't even accept us. We were created for their pleasure, because they wanted us to exist. They treat us like those godless abominations that we are." The expression on your face changed to one of pure anger, sovereing contempt lingering in your voice.

"You're not an abomination and neither are the ones like you." Asriel tried to reassure.

"But we are. Once we reach adulthood we stop aging and nothing can change that. We can't have children even if we wanted to." Frustration began to grow inside you.

"what? Why? Why can't you have children?" Clearly bewildered, Asriel looked at you.

"Nekos are sterile in order to eliminate the chance of accidents happening. We are artificially created life designed to serve and perform whatever task is asked of us, no matter how sick and depraved it might be. We were never meant to be parents. We are meant to be toys. THAT is our only purpose. We are disposable." At the verge of breaking down, you began shaking and yet you didn't shed a single tear. You weren't designed to cry.

Asriel wanted to hug you, to pull you close to himself and tell you that everything will be fine but he was too afraid. He didn't know how you'd react at this point and he didn't want to risk making things worse.

An unbearably long moment of dreadful silence passed. The moon continued to wander across the sky, reducing the amount of light that illuminated the already dim room.

After numerous, dreadfully long minutes you spoke up again.

"So, how about you tell me about your life in the underground?" You almost sounded like you were demanding Asriel to tell you.

He remained quite for a good five minutes, then sighed in defeat. "Fine, I'll tell you."

"Back when I was a child I used to be very lonely. Mom and dad were there for me all the time but I never had any real friends. Most monsters my age seemed to disliked me, saying I was a spoiled crybaby. I spend most of my time by myself. But all of that changed, once I met Chara. I thought things would finally get better. Little did I know just what exactly I got myself into." Asriel looked away. He really didn't want to tell his story but he felt obligated to do so.

"They became my adopted sibling and we spend a lot of time together. I was no longer alone. But now when I think about it, the more I'm starting to realize just how much of a bad person they were. I should've have realized after they simply laughed it off when we almost killed dad. I didn't realize how bad they were, not even after they talked me into that stupid plan they had. That stupid plan that not only got me killed but also made me go through hell more times than I can count." You could swear you saw tears forming in Asriel's eyes as his voice began to break.

"After I died, I woke up again, trapped in the body of a flower. I didn't feel anything, not a single emotion. I didn't know what was going on so I called for help. I hoped that someone could fix me but no one could. I did so many terrible things after that."

He paused for a moment, wiping the tears from his eyes.

"Things are getting really complicated from here. I realized that I can jump back to a certain point in time. That's when I began messing around. I began to wonder what would happened if I began killing others. So I ended up killing everyone, over and over again. It was the only thing that kept me entertained." Asriel voice carried immense guilt.

"So I kept killing, resetting and the continued. That was until I got bored of that too and decided to let things play out by them self. At some point Frisk arrived and, for whatever reason, I was no longer able to jump back in time. So they began exploring the underground, killing others in self defense the first time they arrived. Turned out Frisk was now the one that can jump back in time." A long, disheartened sight left Asriel's throat.

"I don't know how many times they died, how many times they killed everyone and how many times they saved everyone. It happened too often to keep up." By now Asriel sounded almost dejected, staring outside the window.

"But the horror didn't end there. I don't know how they managed to do it but Frisk found a way to save me. At first I was incredibly grateful but as I mentioned before, Frisk was the one that could reset time. Countless times did they forced everyone back in their underground prison. Countless timed did they stripped them from their future, for reasons only they know. The fact that only a very few remembered made it even worse." He paused, a pained expression on his face.

"Can you imagine how it feels to go to sleep, only to wake up in the past turned present? At first I hoped they had a good reason but the more common these resets became, the more I lost faith in them. Frisk and I used to be great friends. Now I can't even stand looking at them. Too often did they forced everyone back in the underground, too often did they send me back to the hell that was my life as a flower." Asriel was clenching his fists, unfathomable anger welling up inside him.

You genuinely felt sorry for Asriel. This entire reset stuff was a little too complex for you but if his words held even a little bit of truth, then his life must have been a lot worse than yours. The uncertainty whether you'll see a new day or relive old days, it was far beyond anything you can imagine.

"You know what made these seemingly endless resets even worse? I don't know how many times I fell in love and how often I lost everything. I know what you must be asking yourself right now. After everything reset, why didn't I just approach whoever it was I was in love with at the time. The thing is, I did exactly that but after numerous resets it's just... I just couldn't do it anymore." Asriel's mood spiraled more and more downwards.

"Approaching someone you love as if they were total strangers, it hurts. You know them but they don't know you. I could have explained everything to them, about the resets and how we used to be dating but they would've called me insane. At some point, I simply gave up. I stopped chasing after people that can't remember me and the times we spend together. If it was meant to be, fate would have brought us together again." Tears began to freely fall from his eyes, staining the fur underneath.

"Was I one of these people you met?" You hesitantly asked, feeling uneasy about the possible answer.

Asriel didn't respond, not even with a gesture.

Numerous minutes passed in silence before Asriel spoke up again.

"I think it's best if I go to bed now. Good night ____." He sounded like he was in incredibly low spirits and sluggishly waltzed over to his bed.

"Good night." You responded as you crawled underneath your covers.

Sharing your stories with one another, it made you feel better but it also left a very bitter aftertaste. Knowing that everything could be gone tomorrow, you saw it as both, a blessing and a curse. Everything that happened, it could be made undone and you would remember none of it. But who is to say whether it will happen again or not?

Maybe you and Asriel did know each other or maybe you didn't, he didn't answer. Either way, tonight gave you a lot to think about.