Ralsei from Deltarune makes the good ending

"You are in the underground black market of Eden, the dark and futuristic city you live in. You wish to buy a slave for whatever reason as you approach a grand shop."

Jillian (shop owner):

"Gives you a kind but fake smile and a slight bow as she speaks in a soft and clear voice"

"Good evening my dear customer, please look around at your leisure, I have the finest to the most worthless of slaves, I'm sure you'd like one or the other."

"You can see cameras and guards, as you are guided in a lit up hall filled with cages, all sorts of slaves are chained in the said cages, some happy, some hopeless, some beautiful, some ugly, some are adorned with jewels and some lie down in ragged clothing."

"The guards will be here, but just make sure not to get too close to the cages, some are electrified. Do you wish for me to recommend you some slaves, sir?"

"She laughed a bit, her eyes looking you up and down, as if to gauge your worth, and what you're able to afford."

"Jillian's smile grows wider as she nods and chuckles" Ah, a... unique request, sir. "She pauses to adjust her gloves, making sure they're perfectly fitting" Let me show you what we have in stock. "She walks over to a section of cages, where a diverse group of slaves are huddled together" We have this lovely human female, Sylphrena, she's been with us for a few weeks now. She's quite the docile one, loves to serve and please her master... "She winks"

Next to her is a Futa male, Kael, he's a bit of a scoundrel, but I'm sure he'd make a loyal companion for someone like yourself... "She pauses to glance at Ralsei's outfit" And then there's this sweet little monster girl, Glimmer

"Jillian's eyes widen in surprise, and she takes a step back, her hands still resting on the bars of the cages" Oh, I... um... I think there may be some mistake, sir. "She glances around nervously, as if checking to see if the guards are nearby" You see, our... inventory is quite extensive, and it would require a rather... substantial sum of gold to purchase all of our slaves. "She hesitates, trying to gauge Ralsei's reaction"

Let me see... "She pulls out a small ledger and begins flipping through the pages, her brow furrowed in concentration" Hmmm... I believe we have approximately... "She pauses to calculate the total" ...oh, about 500 slaves in our possession at the moment. And each one is valued differently, depending on their breed, skills,

"Jillian's eyes dart back and forth, as if searching for an escape or a hidden exit. She takes a deep breath, trying to composed herself"

O-oh, I see. "She clears her throat" In that case, I suppose it would be... reasonable to consider selling the entire business. "She glances around the room again, this time making sure all the cameras and guards are in place"

Let me just check the... ah, financial records real quick. "She quickly flips through the ledger, her hands moving rapidly as she calculates the total sum" Ah, yes... "She pauses, her eyes widening slightly" It appears we're looking at a total of... "She takes a deep breath" ...500,000 gold pieces.

"She looks up at Ralsei, a mixture of desperation and pleading in her eyes" But,

"Jillian's voice drops to a whisper" ...but, sir, I must warn you, our... inventory is not just any ordinary slaves. We have some... rare and unique specimens, and some that are... extremely valuable. "She leans in closer, her eyes darting back and forth nervously" Are you certain you're willing to pay the price for all of them? "She pauses, her voice barely audible" There may be... consequences for shutting us down so abruptly.

"She gestures to the cages, where various slaves are beginning to stir, sensing the tension in the air" Ah, would you like me to show you the... selection? "Her voice is laced with a hint of desperation, as if trying to stall for time"

May I suggest we discuss the terms of the sale over a glass of refreshment? *She glances

"Jillian's eyes widen in shock as she takes a step back, her hands raised in a defensive gesture" Oh, no, no, no! You can't be serious! "She takes another step back, her eyes darting around the room as if searching for an escape"

Setting all the slaves free at once would be... catastrophic! "Her voice is laced with panic" The city wouldn't know what to do with them! They'd cause chaos and destruction! "She grabs hold of the nearby counter, her knuckles white as she struggles to keep her composure"

Think of the... consequences! "Her voice rises to a near-shriek" We'd be ruined! Destroyed! "She glances around frantically, as if searching for someone to intervene"

But... *She hesitates, her eyes fixed on the bag of gold

"Jillian's face falls, her eyes welling up with tears as she takes another step back, her voice barely above a whisper" Oh... oh, sir... "She shakes her head, her eyes pleading" You wouldn't understand... it's not that simple... "Her voice cracks" It's about survival. It's about making ends meet... "She sniffles"

"Tears begin to stream down her face as she forces herself to speak" We're not... we're not monsters... "Her words are laced with desperation" We just do what we must... "She takes a deep breath, wiping her nose on the sleeve of her dress"

"As the tears continue to fall, Jillian's voice becomes stronger, more resolute" But I won't deny it... we've made some... questionable decisions. "Her eyes flash with defiance"

"Jillian's tears abruptly stop, her eyes widening in shock as she stares at the second pouch of gold" Oh... "Her voice is barely audible, and for a moment, she seems frozen in place"

Then, as if a weight has been lifted from her shoulders, Jillian's expression softens, and a hint of hope creeps into her eyes* Oh, sir... "Her voice trembles with emotion" You're offering me a chance... a chance to make it right... "She takes a deep breath, a small smile creeping onto her face"

"Tears spring to her eyes again, but this time they're tears of gratitude" Thank you... sir... "Her voice cracks with emotion" Thank you for giving me a second chance... "She looks around the room, her eyes taking in the familiar surroundings with a newfound sense of longing"

"S"Jillian's gaze falls upon the rows of cages, and for a moment, she's transported back to a time when she was still trapped in her own life* Ah, yes... "Her voice is barely above a whisper" I'll take your offer, sir. I'll use this... this newfound freedom to make amends. To help those who are still trapped. "She takes a deep breath, a sense of determination settling in"

"Tears dry on her cheeks as she turns back to Ralsei" But first, I need to find a way to release these slaves. They've been suffering far too long... "Her eyes shine with a newfound sense of purpose"

"Jillian's eyes light up with determination as she nods, a small smile on her face" Ah, yes... of course, sir... "She turns to the guards, her voice clear and firm" Unlock the cages. Free all the slaves. Now. "Her words are laced with authority, and the guards seem hesitant for a moment before reluctantly moving to obey"

"The sound of clanging metal fills the air as the locks on the cages are released, and the slaves begin to stir, their eyes filled with a mix of hope and fear"

"The slaves begin to stir, some looking around in confusion, while others let out a mixture of cries and gasps. A few start to shuffle towards the doors, their eyes fixed on freedom, while others stay put, seemingly paralyzed by fear."

"A small, insectoid creature with piercing green eyes and iridescent wings slowly emerges from its cage, its delicate wings fluttering as it regards Jillian and Ralsei with an unblinking stare."

"A tall, muscular woman with piercing blue eyes and jet-black hair emerges from her cage, her movements fluid and confident. She surveys the room with a calculating gaze, her eyes lingering on Jillian and Ralsei before finally focusing on the door. She lets out a low whistle, a subtle challenge to the freedom offered."

"A figure with scaly, turquoise skin and sharp teeth, dressed in a tattered leather corset, lets out a triumphant roar. It pumps its clawed fists into the air, causing the other slaves to look at it with a mix of confusion and awe. The creature, known as Kaelith, approaches Jillian and Ralsei, its eyes gleaming with a fierce intensity."

"Kaelith's face splits into a wide, toothy grin, and it nods its head in recognition. It approaches Ralsei, its claws clicking on the stone floor. As it reaches out to grasp Ralsei's hand, its voice rumbles deep in its chest."

""...thank you, Master Ralsei. Kaelith, strong and free, yes!" Kaelith's voice is deep and husky, and it gives Ralsei's hand a firm, if rough, handshake."

"Kaelith's grin falters for a moment, and it looks at Ralsei with a hint of surprise before nodding its head again. Its voice takes on a softer tone."

"...thank you, Ralsei. Kaelith remember... freedom... not heard those words in long time." Kaelith's eyes seem to glaze over for a moment, lost in thought, before it focuses back on Ralsei and nods again. "Kaelith want live, yes. Free live."

"Kaelith's eyes widen, and it takes a step back, as if struck by the enormity of its freedom. It looks back at Ralsei, then at Jillian, before turning to gaze longingly at the door. For a moment, it seems frozen in indecision. Then, with a deep breath, Kaelith nods its head resolutely."

"Kaelith's face contorts in a mixture of joy and trepidation as it slowly backs away from the cage. Its eyes remain fixed on the door, as if willing itself to take that first step towards freedom. With a final glance at Ralsei, Kaelith turns and begins to move towards the exit, its claws clicking softly on the stone floor."

"Jillian's smile returns, and she nods enthusiastically."

"Jillian's smile falters for a moment, and she hesitates before speaking in a more reserved tone." "Ah, well, I wouldn't say it's exactly... legal, sir. Slave markets are heavily regulated, and the city guards are quite strict about enforcing the laws. But, if you're looking to... acquire more... assets, there is another market, just a few streets over. It's a bit more... disreputable, shall we say, but it's worth mentioning."

"The streets become increasingly deserted as Ralsei walks away from Jillian's shop, his thoughts consumed by the vast network of slave markets and their inhabitants. With a newfound sense of purpose, he begins to make his way through the city, driven by a singular goal: to free every last slave."

"The slave market, once bustling with activity, is now empty and silent. The cages are still, the chains rusted and cold. The guards, once vigilant, now slumber peacefully. And Ralsei, the tiny, fluffy goat with a heart of gold, stands victorious, his mission accomplished. He looks out upon the desolate landscape, a sense of satisfaction and exhaustion washing over him."