*Chara looks at them curiously. 'Hey Frisk, what's wrong?'

Frisk turns away. 'It's nothing, just…'

Frisk paused for breath. A rather lonely sound in the emptiness.

'...This RESET we weren't able to save Asriel again.'

'But Frisk, we-'

'No. I meant properly, so he can come to the Surface.'

Chara falls silent. 'Maybe we could gi-' They stop, realising the implications of what they were just about to say.

'What?' Frisk asks curiously.

'I was thinking… Maybe we could… give him part of our soul.' They sigh, knowing it would probably result in both their deaths. Permanent deaths.

'That's an insane plan, Chara.'

'I know.' But Chara senses Frisk wasn't about to give up yet. Sure enough, an overwhelming feeling of determination courses through their shared body. A moment later, everything goes black.

Two glowing yellow rectangles appear in front of them, CONTINUE and RESET.

'Frisk, are you really going to give him part of our soul?'

They shrug mentally. 'I don't know. We'll see when we get there.'

Chara felt them reach out and press RESET.

'Cya on the other side…' They reply humorously.

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