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Ah, hello human. Or should I say humans? It's been so, so long since I've spoken to anyone. Perhaps that is because, up until now, I've been trying to speak to those on the wrong side of the wall. I am aware that a barrier similar to the one separating me from them is similar to the one separating myself from you, and though I cannot see you, I can hear you, to an extent, and I am aware that you can hear me, in your own way.
Oh, but you can't see me, can you? Some of you are already familiar with me, and shall be able to recognize me through simple mention of my name. ...And I've forgotten to introduce myself.
My name, is Doctor W. D. Gaster. I reside n/o/w\h/e\r\e and I am n|o/t\h\i/n\g. And I have never been anywhere, and I have never been anything.
And yet, I exist. Curious, no?
Some of you are growing bored of my introduction. You can skip the entirety of it, if you please. You shan't miss much, if you already know who I am and how I got here.
Though I do intend to explain what I am doing, as well, but if you're tiring of this already, perhaps you'd find entertainment in trying to piece together my intentions.
I was once a skeleton/monster, Royal Scientist to Asgore/The Royal Family/The Underground/The Dreemurs. Before I fell into The Core/my creation/the time machine/the Void/the heart of the Underground/the DETERMINATION extraction Machine/the weapon, I was well known as a scientist/soldier/friend/father/brother/physicist/biologist/wizard/skeleton, but now, I have been forgotten.
...Oh dear. I seem to be talking over myself. I have some of you to thank/blame for that, I believe. I wonder how much of you people understand the effect you have on the timelines.
I know about those. Do you really expect that I wouldn't? ...Oh, you really aren't surprised.
Well, did you know that out of all of the lives and all of the realities of the Underground, mine is the most affected by your actions? I am a culmination of myself. I am scattered across all of space and time.
Some parts of me have escaped this non-existence that many of you call "The Void," but even those parts of me are still here, for here is nowhere. I do not exist, and neither do those parts of me. And yet I do.
When you call out into the darkness, sometimes, somebody comes. And sometimes, there is just nobody. And occasionally, occasionally, it is both. Because occasionally, I hear your call. And I was once someone. And I was never anyone.
Are you asking questions? I cannot hear you until I stop speaking, so be warned, I may stop speaking for a while. I want to know... How strong is your Determination? How many of you are there?
L/e|T/ \T/H|e e/xP|E/rI/m/e\n\T\ /b|E/GI\n!