OmegaUndertaleGroup

Underground, I read of the stars, Trusting stories though the Barrier kept them so far. Someday the sparkling sky I would see, If only we could someday all be free. I've nothing to dream, not even the sky. Barrier gone, yet I stay down behind. The stars sounded cool yet among flowers I must remain, Move on, and please don't fill the world with more pain. What ages have passed, and why am I alive? What magic and machines does this star-empire drive? Up here with humans and monsters among the stars I should be elated, But my apology to you would sure seem belated. Other cultures we meet, older and stronger than we, In this star-world, what should I be?