The Organization: Monarch Butterfly

The rain pattered against the windowpane of your apartment, a melancholic rhythm mirroring the grey canvas of the sky. You, Y/N, codename "Monarch Butterfly," a top agent for a clandestine Organization, cradled a small bundle of orange fur – a stray kitten you’d impulsively rescued from a dark alley.

Your mind, usually sharp and focused on missions, was replaying the recent, unsettling events. The tense interrogation of a teacher, the encounter with bullies outside a school, and then… the forest. The unexpected confrontation with a powerful skeleton named Sans, his terrifying magic, and the sudden, bewildering intervention of Frisk, the monster ambassador you were sent to investigate.

You shivered, not from the cold, but from the lingering echo of that encounter and the bizarre "dream" that followed, where a skeletal figure with holes in his hands spoke cryptic words. Your head still throbbed from the blow Sans had dealt you, a stark reminder that this was no dream.

The kitten, now named Oreo, stirred in your arms, letting out a soft meow. You stroked his fur, a rare moment of tenderness in your life. You had been brought back here, to your home, by Sans himself, but he wouldn't let you go freely. He wanted information, information about the figure who appeared in your "dream" – the "Man who Speaks in Hands." In exchange for your freedom and safety, he demanded your help in finding his missing father.

The choice weighed heavily on you. The Organization demanded loyalty and the capture of monsters. Sans, a monster himself, offered a path to a truth that seemed connected to the mysterious figure from your unconscious state. And then there was Oreo, a tiny, innocent life depending on you. Your training dictated one path, your instincts and a growing sense of unease about the Organization whispered another.

The sound of your phone vibrating on the coffee table broke through your thoughts. A message from the Chief. It was time to make a decision.