Board Thread:Roleplaying Boards/@comment-28856385-20160804233503/@comment-26814804-20160805005509

Iram got to his feet and slammed his fist into a nearby tree, doing his best to shatter it to bits. He failed, but succeeded in knocking the tree down.

"Damn it. I'm getting soft. And it's ALL because I care so much! AAARGH! Undyne doesn't matter! She never did!"

Iram clenched his head in his hands.

"I... Don't... Get it... Why... Is this... Happening to me?"

He wasn't crying, but he was coming close. He hadn't cried since he was a tiny toddler, not since he'd been hurled into the Underground and left to fend for himself. He wasn't about to cry again, certainly not on behaf of some worthless monster.

Right?

What was happening to him?