Becoming Mettaton: A Reader's Perspective

You're standing still, a wave of anticipation washing over you. Your body feels strange, almost tingling as if you're about to embark on the grandest of grand adventures. As the changes commence, you feel a sense of detachment. It's surreal - one moment, you are human - the next, you are changing. The first thing you notice is your voice. It develops an artificial, autotuned vibe. Pleasantly surprised, you find that you quite like it. A reflection in the mirror nearby reveals your eyes turning an electric blue. The feeling is strange, unnatural, but not uncomfortable. Your senses are sharpened, picking up the smallest of movements and sounds. The world around you feels crisper, cleaner, almost technicolor in its vibrancy. The progression to becoming robotic is not painful, but strange, a sense of feeling yet not feeling. Touch becomes textured and nuanced in a way it never was before. Your body begins to reflect the changes occurring within. Your torso slims down, becoming narrower, more feminine. Thickened thighs and curvaceous hips take form, as a remarkable feminine-appearing structure starts to mold. There’s not much time to familiarize yourself with this new form; once the transformation completes, your clothes change to adapt. A skin-tight black jumpsuit appears to cover your figure, pink and silver armor encasing the surface, gleaming under the light. Undeniably, the world around you begins to warp and change. Buildings transform into whimsical mushroom houses, and cities reconfigure to humble towns and villages. You find yourself standing in what begins to feel oddly familiar - a world born out of Undertale, where humans and monsters coexist. You feel as if a veil has been lifted from your eyes, and a new set of memories crash into you. You can remember entertaining the monsters of the underground, your own TV show, and your flamboyant personality. The knowledge you once had of the world seems like a distant dream as you inherently understand your existence as Mettaton and your own desire to capture a human’s soul - not out of cynicism, but for a bigger purpose. In place of anguish or doubt, there is only exhilaration. You can recall your bouts of dramatic measures; the charm and charisma which evolved into a persona that the realm of monsters adore, making them forget their gloomy life underground. Finally, the transformation concludes, leaving you standing as the glamorous, fabulous Mettaton, feeling powerful, beautiful, confident and spectacular! Deep inside, the human that you once were might remain, but those memories are now pushed back, replaced by the glitz and glamour that is now your reality. You are Mettaton EX, the razzling, dazzling monster of the world of Undertale. Showtime!