Megalovania intensified, and Sans sent blast after blast, bone after bone in an attempt to stop the human, but the human stayed determined. The human swung at Sans with their knife, but Sans evaded. The battle continued on and on like that for almost a quarter of an hour. Finally, after Sans trapped the human by making no attack, he fell asleep. The human took this chance to finish Sans off, and swung at him again. Sans dodged, but the human swung again.
The blade of the knife stopped just short of Sans' chest. The human, furious, looked up at the man who grabbed their arm as the man stood above them with a grin on his face. "Who are you, and why are you here?! Why are you interrupting me?!" The human signed. The man just continued to grin, and reached behind himself slowly.
"Sorry, Chara. You can't keep controlling this child." The man laid his hand on a giant glowing rectangle that read 'reset'. Chara fought for freedom from the man who had hold of their wrist, making noises that an ordinary human child could not make. Sans stood there, crying with his hands over his eyes, and the man just laughed as everything faded to black.
Running from the police, a man who was framed for a crime he didn't commit climbed the nearby Mount Ebott. After hours of running, the man finally lost the police. He sat against a nearby tree to rest. He started to nod off, when an ethereal voice in his head boomed. "HUMAN! WHAT IS YOUR NAME?!" The man grabbed his head as pain shot through his skull. The man got up and started making his way up the mountain. It was dark and the man was having a hard time seeing. He took a step forward, when he lost his footing. He fell forward and into a hole. at first, he slid down a slope and he waited for it to end, but when it did, he regretted it. The slope had abruptly dropped of, and the man fell down into a hole for who knows how long. Then, he hit the ground. He felt pain, for a second, but then his head hit the ground, and everything went black.
The man was walking in the darkness, unable to see where he was going, although he was forced to follow a fixed path. With walls on his left and right, and a wall that was constantly closer to him every time he turned around, he was only able to walk forward. As time passed, he could see a light in the middle of the hallway. Sitting in this light was a table and a hooded figure. The man walked closer, and saw a piece of paper on the table. "Welcome, human. It looks like you are the new addition to the big family." The hooded figure held out his arms in a welcoming manner.
"What is this place? Am I dead?" The man was looking around to find an exit.
"Dead? No, not dead. This is the... menu, as we like to call it." The hooded figure was chuckling lightly.
"So, why am I here? How do I leave?" The man starred at the figure in the hood, oddly comfortable with the current situation.
"Leave." The hooded figure laughed aloud. "You can leave, both this place and all of your past troubles, behind. All you have to do is sign your name on this paper." The hooded figure pulled out a pen from his right sleeve.
"What's the catch?" The man looked at him warily as he took the pen.
"Catch? No catch. Just make sure you don't freak out over the... changes it will make on your life if you sign." The hooded figure crossed his arms.
"Changes?" The man took a step back, but was met by the wall that had been following him.
"Oh, no worries. It's nothing major. You will just make some... peculiar friends." The hooded figure laughed again.
"Okay. Deal." The man signed the paper. The hooded figure picked it up and read it.
"Vlad, huh? Are you sure this is your name?" The hooded figure looked at the Vlad.
"Of course I am. Why wouldn't I be?" Vlad scowled.
"Okay. It was nice meeting you, Vlad. I look forward to watching your progress from here on." The hooded figure held out a hand, which Vlad had a hard time seeing clearly for some unknown reason. Vlad took the hooded figures hand, and his vision was filled with a blinding light.
When Vlad awoke, he was lying on a bed of golden flowers. Light shone down on him through a hole above him. He looked around and found that he was in what looked like a cave, but there was no exit visible to him. His body was sore, but he stood up anyway. Unable to find an exit, he decided to make his way further into the cave. As he reached a new section of the cave, he noticed a light shining on the ground in front of him. The cave seemed empty, so he decided to make his way forward. However, when he reached the light on the floor, he heard a slithering sound and could feel the ground shaking slightly below his feet. Suddenly, a flower sprouted from the ground. Then, it... began to smile at him?
"Howdy!" The flower said. Startled, Vlad fell backwards. "I'm Flowey. Flowey the flower. You're new to the underground, aren'tcha? Golly, you must be so confused."
"What the hell are you?!" Vlad shouted, unnerved by the sentient flower in front of him.
"I told you," Flowey said in an irritated tone, "I'm a flower. Someone ought to teach you how things work around here. I guess little old me will have to do. Ready?"
"Ready for what?" Vlad was in a cold sweat, fearing the worst.
"Here we go!" Vlad's chest began to glow, a sage green heart forming on him. Suddenly, he was unable to move. "See that heart? That is your soul. The very culmination of your being! Your soul starts out weak, but can grow strong if you gain a lot of L V. What does L V stand for? Well, LOVE of course."
"Love?" Vlad was a little less worried now. A flower talking about love, what could be wrong with that? Yet something told him he should be careful.
"You want some love, don't you? Don't worry, I'll share some with you!" Flowey winked, and little white pellets flew over his head. "Down here, love is shared through... Little white... Friendliness pellets." He looked away while saying this. Fear filled Vlad's stomach. "Are you ready?" The pellets began to move towards Vlad. "Move around, get as many as you can!"
Vlad moved out of the way, wary of the white pellets. Flowey was being to shifty, and it gave him a bad feeling. "Um..."
"Hey buddy, you missed them." Flowey looked annoyed. "Let's try again, okay?" More pellets. Again, Vlad moved out of the way. This time, Flowey looked very angry. "Is this a joke? Are you braindead? RUN. INTO. THE. BULLETS!friendliness pellets." More pellets. Vlad evaded these as well. He had heard Flowey call them bullets, and knew that nothing good could come of letting them touch him. Flowey froze, then morphed into a monstrous creature. You know what's going on here, don't you? You just wanted to see me suffer." Flowey surrounded Vlad in the white pellets. "DIE." Flowey began laughing maniacally, the pellets circling around Vlad and moving slowly towards him.
There was nowhere to run, and Vlad felt like this was about to end badly. "FLOWEY!" A voice rang through Vlad's ears. He looked around for the source of the voice, but found no one. "Hurry up! I am almost to Toriel. Our freedom is almost upon us."
The pellets vanished in an instant, and Flowey disappeared almost as fast as they did. "That was close." Vlad said, letting out a sigh. He continued forward, hoping he wouldn't run into anyone else. If he wasn't careful, he could die here. He put his hand on his chest, where his 'soul', as Flowey had called it, had been. There was something weird going on here, and Vlad wanted to know more.
After spending minutes making his way through the cave, he discovered he was in a place called the ruins. He passed many puzzles and empty rooms, but there was no sign of anyone. He had, however, found random piles of dust scattered about on his adventure through the ruins. He found a room full of spiderwebs, and a sign that mentioned a bake sale. Looking closer, he saw that the spiderwebs had tiny signs in them, promoting different spider themed foods. However, the currency to buy said foods was gold, an item of which Vlad had none. He continued on his way, feeling slightly guilty.
Vlad made it to a room which, oddly enough, had a tree in the center of it. He inspected the tree and found that it had been made entirely of petrified wood. Up ahead, however, was a building that looked similar to a house from the surface world. He entered it, suspecting it to be abandoned. He looked around, and found that someone, or something, had been living here not to long ago. After searching through each room, he made his way into the basement. After a long walk, he made his way to a room with a child and what looked like a goat woman standing in front of a doorway. The woman was talking to the child, but Vlad could not quite make out what she was saying.
He moved closer and noticed what she had said. "Prove to me that you are strong enough to survive... Wait... Why are you looking at me like that? Like you have seen a ghost. Do you know something that I do not? No... That is impossible." The child began to glow red, and in the light emanating from the child, Vlad could see dust covering their hands. Suddenly, memories that were his but did not belong to him came flooding into his head. The child striking down many innocent creatures, and even some who were completely defenseless or some that were going to let him pass without fighting. A chill went up Vlad's spine as he watched countless deaths at the hands of this child. Two memories stood out the most. A skeleton named Papyrus, willing to let the human change his ways and be a better person. The human cut the skeleton down without a second thought. And, when the skull remained, telling the human that he believed in them, the human crushed Papyrus' skull beneath his foot.
Then another skeleton named Sans. Papyrus' brother. He tried to stop the human. To protect everyone, and to get revenge for his brother. It was a well fought battle, but in the end, the human was the victor. However, seconds before the human could finish off Sans, Vlad had caught his arm and reset the game... wait, game? Now he remembered. When he signed that contract, he agreed to become part of a game for a higher power, a god-like being.
Knowing that he only had moments to change history and save Toriel's life, he charged at the child and kicked them against the wall of the ruins. Ordinarily, Vlad would be strictly against abusing children, but knowing what the child was capable of, Vlad didn't care. Toriel gasped as the child fell to the floor. "How dare you do something so violent to such an innocent child?!" Toriel was furious. She produced flames on the palms of her hands and looked ready to attack.
Vlad glanced at her, then back at the child. "They are far beyond innocent, lady. Trust me, it was for your own good. Now, if you want to stay alive, you may want to get ready to lock this door."
"What are you..." Toriel began, but the child got up and lunged at her, a toy knife in hand. Vlad grabbed the child, pulling them against his chest and holding their arms against their sides. "Why, my child?"
"Tori, I can explain more later, but for now, open this door. When I get this child out of here, lock it and do not open it again unless it is a skeleton named Sans who tells you too." She nodded, and held the door open for Vlad, who carried the child away. She closed it behind them, and it locked with a click.