Snowdin, 200X (2027 AD)
8 years later
W.D. Gaster, overcome by grief, moaned to himself,
✂✋❄? ゚メᄃ ?¬リワ❄❄ ❄ ? ✋ ✋ ?¬レミ ❄ ✋? ゚モᆲ?¬ワヒ❄ ❄ ✋? ?¬ワフ?¬リ゚✋ ❄ ✌❄ ✋ ✌✞ ? ✋ ?¬ワフ ✠?¬リワ ?¬ワᄀ?¬リワ ✋ ❄ ❄✋?¬リワ ✌ ? ? ゚マᄆ✌?¬リワ?¬ワヒ ?¬ワヒ ?¬ワヒ ? ✌ ? ✋ ?¬ワヒ ?¬リワ ?¬レミ✞ ? ? ✞ ✡ ? ゚メᄃ ?¬リワ?¬レミ ✡? ? ゚ユニ❄? ゚モᆲ?¬ワヒ❄? ゚メᄃ ?¬リワ❄❄ ❄ ✋? ?¬ワフ✡? ゚メᆪ✌ ✌ ✋ ?¬ワᄀ ? ゚モᆰ ✌ ? ? ?¬ワヒ? ゚メᄃ? ✌ ? ?¬リ゚✌❄ ?¬ワフ ? ✌ ? ✋ ?¬リᅠ? ?¬ント ✌?¬レミ?¬ント ❄ ?¬レミ ? ゚モᆲ? ゚モᆲ✋❄? ゚メᄃ ?¬レミ✋ ❄ ? ゚メᄃ ❄ ✋✞ ✌ ✡?¬レミ ?"
Translation:
"IT'S BETTER FOR THEM IF I DO THIS. WITH THIS MACHINE THAT I HAVE, I CAN EXPEL MYSELF INTO TIME AND SPACE. I WILL DIE, AND I WILL BE REMOVED FROM EVERYBODY'S MEMORY... BUT... IT'S BETTER THIS WAY. MANAGING THREE KIDS, AND MY JOB, AND WHAT SANS AND I FOUND OUT... IT'S POINTLESS TO LIVE ANYMORE.
IT'S BETTER THIS WAY,"
But after he threw himself into the machine and just before he vanished and broke the machine, he thought of Tristana. Sweet little Tristana, who was four years old when she had come down.
Pieces of Gasters' SOUL were scattered everywhere.
A few minutes later, Sans came out. He wondered where in the world all this debris came from.
A few weeks later, Sans was left with a feeling that the debris had come for a reason. Maybe there was someone in there… someone who used that machine to kill themselves.
He sighed, an overwhelming feeling of sadness crawling on his back.
"Sans...? A...are you okay?" said Tristana's quiet voice.
Little Tristana was almost a teenager now... but she didn't deserve to know what Sans knew about the world... how it reset... not yet.
"I'm fine, Tristy."
Then he saw Tristana's worried expression.
In a desperate attempt to keep everyone happy, Sans said to Tristana, "hey, wanna go to Grillby's?'
Tristana's eyes suddenly brightened. Even though Papyrus hated Grillby's, he loved the milkshakes.