I really shouldn't be doing this...but you know what? Screw it.

This is a new UT story of mine, completely separate from my other UT series, which I WILL be putting most of my focus into. I just felt like getting this out because it wouldn't leave me alone. And this one...is gonna have focus on AU's.(Yeah, I know. Originality at it's finest.) Unlike what I TRIED to do in the now discontinued 'The New Frontier', which tore away my intended focus on the Surface(My bad!)I'm keeping this one separate from the other story series. This one will also be somewhat darker than the other series, because of what happens in the beginning...

Now realize...it's merely a prompt that I just wanted to get out, and I am interested in it myself. Depending on how well the first chapter receives, if anyone else is interested, I might continue it. I'm still mostly focused on 'Our New Era', though.

Sound good?

Maybe.

Who knows.

Whatever. Story might be off to a rocky start...but hope you enjoy the intro to this prompt!

Something important to mention: Frisk and Chara will be referred to as Gender-Neutral this time around. They are male in my other series because that's how I saw them both. But considering that this shall be a multiverse-focused story...why not? If I make mistakes in this regard along the way, let me know, so I can correct them accordingly.

Chapter Start!

(Ruins)

"Someone has to take care of these flowers..."

Asriel remembered saying this to Frisk before he left a while ago with his friends and family. Leaving the poor, defeated Prince here to watch over the Golden Flowers in the Ruins. Just a little while longer before his true personality vanishes and he goes back to being Flowey again. Someone neither Frisk or Asriel wanted, but could not prevent even if they tried.

To be honest, Asriel was scared. Terrified, even. Who wouldn't be? Who wouldn't be terrified when you slowly begin to realize that whatever was left of your former self will no longer be there? That personality will be locked away again, and all that remains is a cold, emotionless, soulless shell. Asriel couldn't even compare himself to Flowey, even of they were basically the same person. He just couldn't bring himself to admit such a thing. He even gave Frisk a very simple yet stern request: Acknowledge Flowey as a different person entirely. Flowey was not Asriel, Asriel was not Flowey. Treat one different than they other. Don't look at the flower and see Asriel...it only makes it worse.

And he also outright forbade Frisk from even breathing the most silent of whispers to his parents about him being alive. No amount of persuading would sway him on that matter. There was no reason his parents should shed more tears over their deceased offspring more than they already have. Asgore declared war on humanity. Toriel left Asgore behind. The Underground fell into a state of disarray and despair, and gain an intense misanthropic view towards humanity and wished for their absolute destruction.

All over him.

All of this happened because he died. His death was the cause of all of this intense hatred, and there was no way anyone could fix it for good. Frisk can't RESET that far back. That was going to stay a permanent mark in history no matter what they did. Asriel did say he didn't regret his decision, but never could he have known at the time that such a decision had utterly crushed the hope of his people. They loved him dearly enough, SO much, that they were willing to destroy the human race...and disregard the fact that they were also destroying themselves.

...Hmph. Some Prince he turned out to be. He was too soft to just say no to that accursed plan. He was such a nice boy, didn't want to fight, didn't want any trouble for anyone. Though all of this suffering was a direct result of his choices in the past.

Chara. His beloved sibling.

How different could things have progressed if he had simply said no? If he had simply stopped Chara from going along with it at all? Just telling his sibling that the plan was not worth the suffering that would erupt afterwards, and that they should just discard the idea. No. Asriel didn't want his sibling to think lowly of him because he was scared, so he kept quiet about it to his parents. He just sat there and watched as his sibling slowly and painfully died from poisoning themselves with Asgore's buttercups. Ingesting them did horrible things to one's body. Asgore barely survived the experience. Chara did not. And that was the plan. Asriel obviously didn't like that plan. But again, he stayed silent.

Then he proceeded forward, having absorbed Chara's soul, aiming to return his sibling's body to his village. Unfortunately, the villagers got the wrong idea, and Asriel forced himself to turn away and take the brutal punishment that followed. Despite his death swiftly approaching, Asriel could only smile as he dropped his sibling's corpse on the ground, and felt his own dust spread across the buttercups.

Asriel was seriously considering the possibility of buttercups simply being a curse to the Dreemurr Clan. Because everything terrible that's happened to them has had something to do with buttercups. It NEVER fails. Chara committed suicide with buttercups for the sake of their plan. Toriel had to check and see of another child doomed to die has fallen on buttercups. Asgore has been poisoned by buttercups and almost didn't make it. And guess what Asriel was revived as? Flowey, a talking buttercup with control over time, and no true positive emotions. Asriel didn't want to hate the flowers, but his family's terrible luck with them has made it really difficult.

Asriel didn't want to denounce his parents...but they were both fools to a degree. There's a reason why royalty should NEVER declare something, especially something as extreme as war, just on a burst of raw emotion. Because now that all of that anger was gone, Asgore didn't want to fight anymore, and was simply stalling. Either waiting for the Barrier to break of waiting to die, either end would have been suitable.

Toriel...how he wished he didn't have to denounce his mother. But she has been too harsh. These were the times that a family should stick together, not stay apart. She denounces Asgore for being cowardly? She had a much more effective plan for breaking the Barrier and freeing the monsters, so why didn't she do it? She didn't want to dirty her paws either. No offense to his mother, but she REALLY isn't one to talk about cowardice, as she basically left her entire kingdom to die due to her own selfishness.

...Asriel laughed bitterly. It would seem that cowardice runs in the family. Everything in the monster kingdom has continuously gotten worse because they couldn't make a sound decision. Being a Dreemurr...might possibly suck. Many others could share the blame of the Underground staying the way it is without major improvement.

Sans and Alphys. Their secrets were the darkest in the Underground. No one else knows what they know, but himself.

Papyrus and Undyne. While the latter isn't exactly innocent, it's agreed that the darkest aspects of the Underground was lost on them.

As Flowey, he knew every single denizen in the Underground inside and out, because they were nothing more than playthings. As Asriel? He was just sad that he would never get the chance to know them as actual people, opposed to mere obstacles or pieces. How he wished he could do so...

Asriel sighs as he realized he's been thinking these thoughts to himself with no one there to listen. Already, he desperately misses Frisk. He wanted to be near the kind child again, even when he knew he couldn't allow that to happen. This was his tomb. This was his death bed long ago, where his dust scattered across. Soon, he'll turn back to Flowey. Soon, he'll be returning to his personal hell.

And he completely deserves it.

"Frisk...I..." He started out, but couldn't find it in him to finish, and simply cried into his knees.

He didn't want to let go. He wanted to call for help...

But Nobody Ca-

"Asriel..."

"H-Huh?!"

Asriel turned swiftly, his eyes filled with surprise as a yellow star manifested a couple feet in front of him. A SAVE point? But Frisk wasn't...?

A few moments of tense waiting passes, before his eyes widened as he could see someone beginning to manifest from the star, someone he knows very well. At least, he thought he knew this person very well. His eyes continue to widen as he begins seeing the person in better detail. The green sweater with a yellow stripe, chocolate brown hair, crimson eyes, rosy pink cheeks, brown pants, and the Locket hanging around the neck.

"...Chara...?" Asriel whispered in disbelief, seeing his sibling complete the manifestation from the SAVE point. "W...Wh...how...?"

"...You haven't turned back into Flowey yet...that's good. It means I'm not too late." The child said softly, slowly moving towards Asriel. Asriel noticed just how crestfallen Chara looked. They looked...broken. Mentally spent. It was as if the simple concept of being alive was far too difficult for them to grasp. Their spirit seemed to be on the verge of collaspe, and their soul, a soul of Determination...it was still pulsing powerfully, but not nearly to the extent that Asriel somewhat remembered, but he wasn't focussed on that. He was more focused on the fact that Chara was here at all. Last time he checked, Chara was very much dead. So how...and why...? And what did they mean that they werent too late? Before he could ask about this, Chara held their hand out and shook their head. "Don't ask questions, Asriel. Just...just take this." Chara slowly took their Locket and slowly opens it.

Asriel's eyes widened as a rainbow-clad soul sprouted from out of the Locket. Chara gently holds it in their hands and slowly begins pushing it towards Asriel. "Chara...wha...what's happening...? How are you here? What kind of soul is that? Where did you get that soul?" He shook his head rapidly. "No. Golly gosh darn it, my main concern is HOW you're even here! You're supposed to be-"

"Dead. Yeah. I've heard that one many times, Asriel. I don't need it from you too." Chara deadpanned. Though their face returned to one of emotional exhaustion. "Look...Azzy. I went through a lot of trouble to get this custom soul put together for you. Don't ask me how I got it, alright? I just want you to take it." Chara sounded incredibly desparate, by the look on their face. They really wanted Asriel to take this mysterious custom soul. which seemed to have the colors of all the other souls, Determination included. Asriel can't maintain his form without a soul...but how would Chara know this? As Asriel continued to examine the calm yet silent desparation on Chara's face, he found himself slowly willing to comply.

Asriel slowly takes the soul from Chara, and holds it gently in his paws. A few moments after that, the soul moves forward and phases into Asriel's chest and he feels himself being greatly empowered by it, as well as his form slowly becoming more stable. When he feels the soul begin to settle, he gazed at Chara with curious/confused eyes, and an expression to match both. Chara began to smile as they nodded at the new soul pulsing in Asriel's chest. "Chara...what's the matter...?"

"...Ah...yes. That's good. That's very good. You'll be able to stay as yourself. Maybe now I can...finally take a breather..." Chara slowly began falling over, and Asriel quickly caught them in his arms, surprised by the sudden change in demeaner from mental and emotional exhaustion to just physical exhaustion. "Heh...sorry about that, Azzy...I'm just...a bit winded..."

"W...Winded? Winded from what? Why are you so tired?" Asriel asked gently.

"Nevermind that right now...it's not important." Chara shook their head, as they gently reached out and touched Asriel's face. "Asriel...I...I'm so glad to see you. And...I'm so sorry. Sorry for everything...and...and..."

"Shh. Don't force yourself to talk if you don't have the energy for it." Asriel said quietly, slowly helping Chara up. "Maybe...we should go and get you some monster food. It'll be able to heal you in no time! Just have to..." Asriel's eyes widened as he slowly turned around at the sound of footsteps. "Oh no...Frisk...you didn't..."

"What? What did Frisk do?" Chara asked in confusion. Their eyes also widened as they see Frisk in the hallway...along with the under main monsters. Asgore, Toriel, Undyne, Alphys, Sans, and Papyrus. Asgore and Toriel were both gazing at the two of them with shock and awe, as well as Frisk himself. Chara sighed as they quietly facepalmed. Everything just got significantly more difficult, especially with Sans being there. They could already feel the skeleton's critical gaze on his person.

Yep. This was gonna be a fun time.

Goddammit Frisk.

(Later)

"I just cannot believe it...how is this even possible?"

It's been a few hours since they found Asriel and Chara in the Ruins. Make no mistake, Toriel couldn't care less about how and why Asriel and Chara were before her, alive and well. Right now, overwhelming emotions overtook her curiosity comletely, having both children placed in her lab and repeatedly kissing the tops of their heads. Asriel and Chara were both somewhat embarassed about this, though they wished it would last as long as necessary. Both of them were far too afraid to speak about their experiences for different reasons, especially in front of Sans. His response couldn't be predicted.

Asgore has occasionally-and cautiously-reached out to pet Asriel and Chara's head. Toriel was still on the fence about getting along with Asgore, but she at least had the maturity to allow him to pet his sons. It would be rather unfair, whether they expected it or not, for her to just deny him the right to love his children. Her hasn't seem them in a long time, either. He didn't know how this was possible. But he currently didn't care. Asriel and Chara were back, and that's all that mattered to them. Though he suspected that Sans and Alphys were the ones who really wanted answers, as they would be the only ones who could most likely understand them. Then they would have to explain them to Undyne and Papyrus.

Yep. This was going to be soooooo much fun.

"Um...it's going to be seriously difficult to explain everything to you, Mom. I...uh..." This was a pretty good reason why Asriel didn't want to deal with this...how would he go about it? He thought for sure that he would be turning back into Flowey by the time this was over. But now that obviously wouldn't be happening...he was stuck in a supremely awkward situation. He wasn't supposed to come back, and Chara was not supposed to be here either. Everything was so confusing now. What was he supposed to do?

"Mom. Remember when I first fell into the Underground, and you blew Flowey away with a fireball?" Frisk began. Asriel and Chara gazed at them with shocked faces. They shook their heads rapidly and tired to quietly shush him. They didn't get the hint. "That was really Asriel in soulless form."

Toriel blinked. Then she let out an uneasy laugh. "T...That's quite funny, child. I thought you said that the wretched flower I blasted back then was my son. That's preposterous." Toriel looked towards Asriel, still uneasily laughing. Asriel slowly turned away and scratched his cheek awkwardly. The realization slowly dawns upon her, and her face pales in shock.

Oh my god what have I done?!

Alphys was processing the information the same way. Realizing that the flower she injected Determination into was the very flower that was covered with Asriel's dust back then. Her face was also incredibly pale.

Oh my god what have I done?!

"How...how did that happen? How were you...?" Toriel muttered as she regained her senses.

Asriel raised his paws. "W-Well I should tell you! It definitely isn't Alphys's fault!" He really wanted to bite his own tongue as he saw Alphys shrink and cower under Toriel's burning hot gaze. He was really, REALLY bad at delivery, sometimes. We really should have planned planned this out more...but we had no time to plan this out because I didn't expect to be regaining my form! Golly gosh darn it, this is a really bad time...

"I...really don't know what to think about this?" Undyne blinked owlishly.

"I AM CURRENTLY...VERY CONFUSED. FIRST THERE WAS THE ASGORE CLONE...THEN THERE'S THE SMALL ASGORE CLONE...HOW MANY CLONES DOES ASGORE HAVE?" Papyrus asked curiously.

"...Um...Papyrus. These aren't my clones..." Asgore said quietly as he raised a paw. Toriel glared at him, and he immediately lowered said paw and weeped softly.

Asriel sighed as looked towards Toriel. "Go easy on him, Mom. This family is broken up enough as it is." This made both parents flinch, and they both turned their gazes towards the floor. Asriel grimanced at how harsh that sounded, and just stared at his lap. There was no taking that back now. "I'm sorry...it's just...everything's been happening so quickly. I don't think my mind's caught up to everything that's happened. It's all been so fast, and so unexpected...I'm still trying to process it all..."

"I know it's a lot to take in, Asriel. But it's going to be okay now. You're back. I'm back. Everyone is safe. That's all that should matter." Chara insisted, waving their hand side to side. "We'll slowly process this entire thing together, once we get to the Surface."

"To the Surface...right...the Barrier's been broken..." Asriel said slowly, turning to Chara with concern. "Chara...you've been very uneasy ever since you came around...are you sure everything is alright?" He briefly reached a paw over and held Chara's hand. "You know you can tell me what's wrong, right? You can tell me anything."

Chara smiled softly at Asriel's calm and warm reassuance, despite how confused he seemed right now. They gently squeezed Asriel's paw and laid their head on his shoulder. "Really, it's nothing too serious, brother. Let's just relax for a bit before we head to the Surface. I still need to recover my energy...which means I need plenty of chocolate...gimme chocolate, Azzy..."

"I don't have any chocolate on me! Why are you even asking me?!"

"But I reeeaaallly want it!"

"Chara!"

Frisk watched with a bit of a laugh as they watched the two siblings bicker over chocolate. The others didn't seem to mind to much, just enjoying the peace somewhat, especially after a major victory they didn't know they achieved.

...Chara didn't forget that Sans was a skeptical skeleton.

"so...chara dreemurr, is it?" Sans suddenly spoke up, clasping his hands and staring at Chara curiously. "ya gave a custom soul to the prince here so he can keep his body stabilized...i get that part. what i don't get, is how did you get your hands on that soul? there was never such thing as a rainbow soul before you came up and just offered it to the prince on a silver platter." His eye sockets narrowed, though Chara didn't flinch under his gaze.

"SANS. WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT?" Papyrus asked, placing a hand on his shoulder. Sans didn't move, though.

"where'd ya get the soul, kid? and while where on the subject of souls...how are you alive?"

Sans' gaze was critical and suspicious, yet Chara was still unflinching. They turned towards the ground, their hair overshadowing their eyes as they gently clutched their Locket. "...I did what I had to do." Asriel didn't even realize that he reacted by grabbing hold of his own Locket. "...and what I had to do...wasn't very nice..."

"you're dodging the question, kiddo. you said you did what you had to do, and what ya did wasn't very nice. are ya sure you don't wanna clarify that in deeper detail?" Sans pressed. Chara didn't shrink away, they just stared back at the skeleton with a deadpan expression.

...Chara eventually sighed and rose their head up, still holding Asriel's paw. "...I'm...not from here."

"hm?"

"I'm not from this timeline. I'm from a different one entirely." Chara placed a hand over their soul, and sighed deeply. "And this soul...this body...neither of them are mine."

"What?!" Asriel and Frisk said in surprise as everyone else still gazed in absolute confusion. Everyone except Sans, who understood almost immediately.

"different timeline, eh? why would you need to jump from one timeline to the next, while hijacking someone else's body to add onto it? unless...somethin' really bad happened." Snas narrowed his eye sockets as his left eye began glowing. Chara still didn't flinch. They instead turned towards Sans and shook their head.

"I guess you could say that. I should say it like this...Frisk...isn't the nice person you know them as in this timeline." Chara lowered their head. "They was...different. Bad different. You wouldn't be able to recognize the Frisk that I knew if you compared them to this one..." Chara clutched their chest, where their own soul rested. "I had to stop them...I did what I had to do. I just hate myself for being so powerless as to have been unable to do anything until it was too late!"

"Wait a minute. Bad different? Powerless? What do you mean?" Asriel asked, his eyes greatly reflecting his worry. "Chara...what happened? What did you do?"

Before Chara could answer a loud rumble thundered through the Ruins. Everyone did their best to stay balanced, Toriel clutching onto Asriel and Chara while Asgore caught Frisk, saving them from falling over. Undyne was the first to react, looking around rapidly while clutching onto Alphys. "The heck was that?! What was that rumbling?!"

"THAT DID NOT SOUND GOOD! WE SHOULD GO SEE WHAT IT IS!" Papyrus suggested, getting up quickly.

"Indeed! Follow me!" Asgore commanded as he was the first to rush out of the door, followed by Toriel, Asriel, Frisk, and soon everyone else. They had no idea what that thundering noise was, it didn't sound like an explosion. Though it might have been one, they didn't know for sure. The only way they would know for sure was if they checked it out for themselves. First, they would see if any other monsters knew what that thuderous sound was. All the monsters have exited the Ruins to prepare for their move to the Surface, so they were all currently outside. They exited the Ruins and headed out to Snowdin...

...A few yards afterwards, they were greeted with piles of dust.

"...What..." Asriel choked out in disbelief, blinking multiple times to make sure what he was seeing was real.

"The HELL?!" Undyne shouted, more angry than shocked as she gritted her teeth in rage.

"O-Oh my God..." Alphys stuttered, her claws reaching up to her muzzle.

Sans was completely silent, his eye sockets darkened. Asgore and Toriel stared in disbelief, the latter's paws covering her muzzle as well. Papyrus shivered, as he nervously reaches out and patted Sans' shoulder. "SANS...WHERE DID EVERYONE GO?" Sans chose not to answer, he was honestly too hesitant to do so at the moment. It didn't make any sense. Frisk-and Chara, he supposed-were the only humans down here. The monsters wouldn't just start killing each other, either.

This wasn't right. None of this was right. This was supposed to be over. Everything was supposed to be alright now that the Barrier was broken. The monsters were supposed to reach the Surface, and the happy end would finally be reached.

So...why...?

(Hours later...)

The crew took a deathly silent trek through the Underground, and were greeting with the same unsettling sight: Monster dust was everywhere, with no sign of a perpretator. The more dust they saw, the angrier Undyne and Sans beame, and the more despaired the Dreemurrs became. Especially Chara. They saw all the dust around them, and they looked more ready to faint than either Asriel or Alphys. Frisk had to be the one to help them keep standing. They weren't really doing so well themselves, as they continued forcing themselves to look away from most areas they came across. Snowdin and it's Royal Guard have been completely wiped out, which did not help Undyne's growing fury.

Further onward in Hotlands, they had tried to check Alphys's cameras to see what might have happened, but they, along with the inside of her Lab, have been completely destroyed. Now, had she actually been in there while this mysterious event was going on, Undyne would have been gravely upset, and that's putting it lightly. Alphys was growing more nervous as they had also pushed pass the Core, which was also covered with dust. She hasn't seen Mettaton anywhere, and that's proving to be one of her biggest concerns so far, her friend couldn't be dead too, right? She couldn't help but feel an intense feeling of dread coursing through her. This same dread coursed through everyone else, as they still have no clue what's happening.

Asriel looked all around, as he clutched his chest tightly, which housed his new soul. Now that he could genuinely feel emotions again, he was feeling a plethora of them, and none of them were particularly good. He could have sworn this was all over. And yet for some reason, this begins happening with no foreshadowing whatsoever. His worry continues to grow, and his hold on Chara continues to tighten. The unease continues to grow thoroughout the entire group, especially the Dreemurrs. Asgore has been feeling an intense wave of guilt because it didn't matter how or why this happened, he should have been able to prevent it. Toriel couldn't get the sickening feeling from her soul the more she passes by dust, her feelings being more close to Asgore's. Undyne was aiming to kill the one responsible for this, as well as Sans and Chara. Papyrus didn't know how to take this, but he was definitely shaken.

After a set amount of time passing through the eerie, unsettling silence of New Home, they finally approached Judgement Hall. What made this so important was that they could still hear someone there...and they were fighting.

"I can hear someone there...it's Mettaton!" Alphys exclaimed as she rushed forward ahead of everyone else, who followed closely behind, dread still filling their souls. Please be okay, Mettaton!

(Judgement Hall)

"Ngh...you're serious about this, aren't you...?" Mettaon huffed tiredly. His EX form was smoking, and he was on the verge of breaking down. Though he refused to stay down, if only to stare on in defiance at his would-be killer. "I have no idea who or what you are...but you're clearly not regretting any of your actions today...are you at least going to tell me why you're doing this...?" There was no response from his assailant. He's been like this for a while, having chased down this ruthless killer on his own, while he double-checked to see if Alphys was in the area. Knowing that she was safe, he was able to fight without worrying. Tch, if this could really be called a fight. He took a lot of hits, though he was completely unable to land any hits of his own. He was completely outmatched in every way, this person was just toying with him the entire time.

Mettaton didn't completely regret his decision to do this, though. A star has to go out glamorously after all.

When he didn't get a response, he huffed while closing his eyes. "Hmmm...no answer. For some reason, that doesn't surprise me. You're going to kill me, after all." He sighed softly as he opened his eyes halfway. Sorry Blooky...Alphys...I did what I could...even though it amounted to nothing. Still, a star like me at least had to try, right? He reclosed his eyes as he felt a glow beginning to quickly brighten in front of him. Take care of yourself...darling...

Alphys was the first to reach the Judgement Hall, initially expressing relief, not seeing the person in front of her friend. She waved quickly. "Metta-!"

The robot was immediately obliterated by a trio of white blasts from above. Alphys froze in place as pieces of Mettaton flew in different directions, hitting pillars and walls, scrambling across the ground. Mettaton's head slowly rolled up to Alphys as the light in his eyes completely died out. His torso had been destroyed, and his soul along with it. Her relief swiftly turned into horror as she lowered her arm in disbelief.

"...ton...?"

Undyne was the next one to enter the Judgement Hall, followed by the others. Her eye widened as she sees Mettaton's scattered parts. She soon stood in front of Alphys as a spear manifested in her hands. "Who the hell just killed Mettaton?!" While she may not like the robot personally, he was important to Alphys. That was reason enough for her to get infuriated with this turn of events. Although, after she got a good look at the attacker, her eye widened. "Wha...?"

Papyrus gaped in shock, Toriel's paws covered her muzzle, Asgore's eyes just widened significantly, Frisk's mouth gaped slightly, Chara's eyes narrowed, and Asriel's eyes dulled a bit, trying to make sense of the situation. While Sans...his eye sockets darkened with more disbelief than everyone else.

"Let's see...Asriel and Chara are alive...the former has a soul now...and the latter is not even from this timeline...but from a Soulless Pacifist timeline."

Soulless Pacifist...?! Asriel questioned quietly.

"Chara, Chara, Chara...you can't just go changin' the rules because you don't like how they shape things! We have rules for pretty good reaons, y'know!"

This person looked a lot like Sans. Except his skull and jacket was black with a blue hoodie, his legs being red while wearing black slippers. His fingers were ellow, and they were each wrapped up in blue strings that began whipping around a bit on his command. The single word 'ERROR' constantly glitches all over his body, and so were the dragon skulls above him known as Gaster Blasters, which had just obliterated Mettaton, blowing him to pieces. Sans continued to stare in disbelief, nearly refusing to believe that this person looked so much like him. He also had Sans' grin, was a very clear sign of a lack of sanity.

"Chara...ya gotta realize...what you're doin' right now...it's cheatin'. Even if it was for your little brother's sake, a cheater is still a cheater." The Sans lookalike chuckled darkly as he spreads his hands, more blue threads shooting out as he began levitating in the air. "Thanks to your interference, this timeline and all the others connected to it, must be erased. Hope you're proud of what you're actions just wrought, kiddo!"All of the threads began shooting towards Chara, the child gasping in shock as they closed their eyes.

SLASH!

Chara opened their eyes, which widened in surprise as they saw Asriel right in front of them, holding a Chaos Blade in his paws. He had just sliced the strings apart before they could touch Chara, and the cut strands returned to the Sans lookalike, who stepped back a few feet in irritation.

"Urgh! Asriel Dreemurr!? When the hell did you of all monsters grow a spine?!"

Asriel didn't respond at first, as his eyes became overshadowed as the Chaos Blade dissipated in his paws. He stood up straight, his ears hanging by his sides. "...I don't know what's going on...but right now, it doesn't matter. What I DO know, is that I just got Chara back..." Asriel slowly raised his head, black markings covering his cheeks and his sclera turning black, and his horns grew out slightly. Chara gussed he was tapping into the power of his new soul. Asriel clenched his fists tightly and glared at the black skeleton in front of him. He's obviously enraged by the fact that this person was the one who killed a majority of the monsters in the Underground when they were finally going to be free, but he was more enraged by the fact that this person just tried to attack his sibling.

"If you want Chara...you'll have to go through me."

There goes part one! Things already kinda suck!

...A majority of the monsters are dead...

...Ooooohhh noooooo...

And the fact that this Chara is from a Soulless Pacifist timeline, yet they've been helping the others out a bit...wonder what happened...

Until the next chapter!