Chapter 1 : The Fall

Snowdin lies empty. Blood and dust cover every surface, the scent of death looming over the town.
There's nothing left of my brother but a red scarf; though now, I can't tell if the scarlet color is from the pigment or his blood. I long time ago, I believed them capable of changing, thinking that maybe, just maybe, this time would be different. That this time, they could find some sort of HUMANITY that might allow them to see past the blindfold that has been put on them. To take control of their minds. To save us. But, I have long given up this sliver of hope. The murder continues. It won't stop until all of the underground runs red with blood. The Genocide never stops.