(Author's note- done with Frisk story, sorry to anyone who likes it (I thought it was bad anyway)
"WHY WONT YOU JUST, LET, ME, WIN!" Asriel screamed at Frisk, who stood against Asriel. Reality was tearing apart around them, the world bending and folding to the sound of battle. Light danced around Asriel and Frisk, a light show of beams and lasers. Asriel had absorbed all the matter around him, everyone, and everything. Flashbacks clouded his mind, flashbacks of him and his friends. Frisk called out to his friends. Sans and Papyrus came out first. As Frisk freed them, all of his other friends came out and were freed. They stood against Asriel, determination coursing through Frisk. Asriel knew he was outnumbered, he did the most logical thing he could at that moment, the ONLY thing he could do at that moment. As Asriel tried to reset the timeline, lights flashed more violently and rapidly, the world seemed to get hotter, but was as cold as ice. Asriel could feel the souls ripping him apart, they weren't enough to reset. The world collapsed around him, as Frisk and friends jumped toward him and were thrown to the ground. The lights when dark and all around him was nothing but the inky blackeness. The lights started coming through again, in tiny slits. Asriel, realizing the slits were his eye lids, opened them completely. The timeline, had it reset? Was this his new life? He tried to get up but couldn't, so he looked to his side. He saw Frisk there too, why? Frisk was a baby and staring at him, were they both babies?