sometimes I think about how Undyne’s magic was the color of kindness, and what that means for someone who chose to go into the guard and who thinks about her friends and pounds the ground in anger and who loves so fiercely and has undoubtedly taken a life, someone who says, “do you think it’s funny when people don’t come home?” and who teaches you how to cook

undyne who taps into the earth so deeply she can feel the hearts of others beating as one

