Walking into the large and dark room, the young yellow scientist contemplated what to plan for the day.
The sensor lights activated, illuminating the once shadowed laboratory. The figure moved towards a desk with papers scattered all around on it. Rubbing her eyes open, the reptilian doctor looked over the blueprints she left out from the previous night.
In her still half-awake state, she then stumbled to her computer, to check for anything of note. Finding nothing, the professor then noticed that she had yet to eat anything this morning. Looking around the workshop, her vision then immediately fixed on her prize. A cup of instant noodles. Heating up a pot of water, the lizard waited for her meal to be finished.
Her name was Doctor Alphys. She had been the Royal Scientist for the past few years, due to her supposed creation of an artificial soul (which was just a ghost inhabiting a robot body). She was shy and awkward, making her social circle not very big. But she had been blessed with extraordinary and caring friends. Papyrus and Sans, the to two skeleton brothers, Mettaton the star, and Undyne the warrior.
The timer then notified Alphys that her noodles were fully cooked. Grabbing the warm and steamy cup, Alphys ate the instant meal with the early morning hunger. Finishing her meal, Alphys's stomach became content, giving her energy for the day.
Alphys, now fully awake and alert, moved towards her wardrobe. Picking out one of her clean white lab coats, Alphys quickly changed clothes. With her pristine appearance, Alphys made her way to the door, before being stopped by her phone vibrating in her pocket.
Nervously picking up her phone, almost having it slipping out of her hands, Alphys held up phone up to ear before answering.
"Who i-is this?" Alphys asked in her usual stuttering.
"It's me doc, Undyne!" The Captain of the Royal Guard cheerfully responded.
"Oh, oh, hello Undyne."
"Hey Alphys, I was wondering if I could ask you something."
"Wha-what is your question?"
"Well I don't have training until tomorrow, and Papyrus is spending the day with Sans setting up puzzles in Snowdin. So, I was wanting to see if you were free this morning to come with me and see what's new at the dump. What do ya say?"
"Actually, I w-was thinking a-about going there this morning already. So, I g-guess that would w-work."
"Sweet, that's awesome doc, see you there in 10 minutes." Undyne responded very quickly and hung up, giving Alphys no time to reply.
Alphys stood there in a stance of what-just-happened. Coming to her senses, Alphys prepared herself a satchel, and then proceeded her way out the door, towards Waterfall.
Standing at the entry point, the joyful Undyne stood waiting. Most likely due to her being 3 minutes early.
Undyne could barely contain herself, for that every time she had went with Alphys to the dump, she would always learn a new thing, or see something that hasn't been seen before. Also, she enjoyed the company of Alphys dearly.
She continued to wait and wait. She was about to call Alphys to check on the doc before hearing distant exasperated breaths. As she shot her head around to the direction of the sound, she could see the small lizard tiredly jogging into view. Undyne's smile grew to the point that it reached both of her fish ears, revealing her row of sharp pointed teeth.
Alphys finally reached up to where Undyne was standing, panting heavily from her workout of a run.
"Hey Alphys, you made it!" The tall captain exclaimed, making her excitement well stated.
"Oh-h, hello Undyne. S-sorry for being-g late." The small yellow scientist apologetically stuttered back.
"Don't worry about! The important thing is we can now start exploring!"
"H-hold on, I a-am still c-catching my breath."
"Well I wasn't planning on going to deep into the area, just hovering around the waterfall, that's all!" Undyne reassured.
"O-okay then. We haven't b-been there i-in a while, so m-maybe there is s-something new." Alphys replied positively.
"Let's go!" Undyne shouted enthusiastically. Grabbing Alphys, she raced towards the large waterfall dragging the poor doctor with her.
Speeding through the maze of junk and trash, Undyne almost came to a complete stop, standing only feet away from the waterfall. Alphys, trying to recover as much as possible from the burst of speed she was carried, stood by the side of her warrior companion.
"Alright, I will take over there in that pile, while you will take the pools of water over here." Undyne commanded, point Alphys over the wade pools by the river of the waterfall.
"O-okay Undyne." Alphys replied dizzily, still not fully stable from earlier.
"Sweet!" Undyne answered, taking off towards her targeted area.
When she had come up to the pile, she began digging for anything of interest that would be useful for Alphys. The things that Alphys liked that Undyne knew were stuff like anything robotic-looking and, most importantly, anime.
Few minutes have passed, and Undyne had already went through 4 large stacks of chaotic trash. Her speed truly unprecedented in the Underground, most likely reason why she became Captain of the Royal Guard.
She hummed to herself tunes that matched her current mode of happiness. She thought that today would be more of this awesome exploring with her and Alphys, most likely to be followed by binge-watching old anime for the rest of the time.
Her theory of how things were going to go down was immediately annihilated by the shocking siren of a terrified shriek not far off.
Undyne ran.
Undyne ran, what could have been faster than she had ever ran in her life.
She knew too well whose scream that was.
It was Alphys.
Undyne didn't think anything now. She only felt fear. Fear for her dear friend.
She sprinted past back where they had originally split up, knowing that Alphys could not have wandered off too far.
As she cut around a corner from a wall of junk, she could see her. Alphys was sitting in a corner, in a manner of trying to escape something. Her face was as white as her lab coat. Absolute horror was smeared all over her expression. Alphys was panting extremely hard, synced with the copious amount of cold sweat that was all over her.
Undyne continued to run up to Alphys's side, confused by the current state of the doc.
"Alphys, what is going on?" Undyne cautiously asked, still full on alert.
The only response she received was the terror-stricken arm from the scientist, pointing at the water's edge of the waterfall.
Undyne turned her head ever so slowly, to see the what had disturbed Alphys so much. Her expression immediately copied that of her yellow friend.
The entity that had captivated Alphys, and now Undyne, strutted out of the water as if drift wood. The material that it was consisted was of slightly decayed flesh. With fingers pointing upwards, as if trying to grab for something. The color was a ghostly white, being as pale as an amalgamate.
Undyne's eyes, already full of disbelief and disgust, slowly followed the limb into the water. Her view would only be greeted by a most horrific scenery. The water was, for the most part, always a deep blue and scarcely carried twigs and trash.
This was not the case.
Instead of that normal blue, it was a thick, dark red. The smell that it emitted was unlike anything that Undyne had ever experienced. It stained the shore and all trash it touched in that vile crimson.
Floating in the river of spilled blood were carcasses of the doomed people.
Some were complete, some were partial.
Some had legs, some did not.
Some were old, some were young.
Some were clothed, some were bared.
Some were intact, some were butchered into strips.
All were dead.
All shared the same empty eyes.
Those hallow windows that only showed eternal oblivion and despair.
The number of them were vast, never ending. Filling the water at points where one could walk across the wide river.
Undyne's stomach twisted over and over itself, with overwhelming pressure of dread that could crack the very core of the world itself.
Her energy was drained, and in thus, her legs gave way, collapsing to her knees. Her stomach violently spasmed, causing Undyne to puke up pure terror. It was the most painful feeling she had felt so far in her existence.
Neither Undyne nor Alphys could do anything. They were left utterly speechless.
Even far anywhere, overlooking all of this, a yellow weed could be seen shaken and heavily disturbed.
For the first time in what seems an eternity.
The golden hallway stayed the same, with the yellow rays of light shining through the grand and decadent windows. The subjects of the royal kingdom would spectate that these halls brought in a sense of unrivaled peace.
Now they were filled the deep concerns and troubles of the Mountain King.
Undyne, Alphys, and Sans waited outside the door for his majesty. They were all silent. They were all motionless.
The doors swung open, revealing the massive figure of the goat ruler. With everyone else appearing smaller to his huge frame, Asgore peered down at the trio, sharing their sense of solemnness.
They all exchanged looks, sharing with each other their own true state of beings. The most prominent feeling being that of dread, which will soon evolve into fear.
"What do you all suppose could be the cause of this?" Asgore, being the first to speak, stated to rid the deathly quiet.
"Well, humans having a civil war wouldn't be too far off." Undyne added, humbly for the first time since she could remember when.
"No, I don't believe that even the Humans are capable of this scale of bloodshed." Sans proclaimed dead serious. Very rarely was Sans ever straight with something, always tending to stay to the go-lucky demeanor.
Before anyone could continue, they were interrupted by the rushing in of one of royal guards who posted as security of the palace.
Watching the armor clad solider run up to them, Undyne quickly assumed military stance. Asgore shifted himself to greet the guard, as Sans and Alphys stayed in the background, watching.
"What is the purpose of you coming here guardsman?" Asgore asked of the royal guard.
"King Asgore, Captain Undyne, imperative news has been sent from Waterfall." The Solider said in rigid salute, making sure to pay respect to his commanding officer and the King.
"Solider, what is this information and who sent it?" Undyne ordered the cadet, in her strict military tone that she used on all official Royal Guard occasions.
"The former Royal Guard Captain Gerson has requested the presence of King Asgore, Captain Undyne, and whoever the prior see fit to come with. He reports that this is urgent." The fellow guard answered.
Asgore and Undyne exchanged shocked and puzzled expressions, having been completely caught off guard by this strange request from their old friend.
"Did Gerson say what the matter was?" The golden and purple monarch inquired of the messenger.
"My King, from what I have been informed, Gerson would only reveal one detail. That all of Underground will soon change forever." The solider replied, with a sense of urgency in the end of his sentence.
Both Asgore and Undyne knew that Gerson would only summon the presence of both if the matter was not just serious, but grave as well.
Without saying a word, the Captain dismissed the guard to his post. While the King turned around silently to check on the two who had been quite the entire time. He could see that they already caught on to what he was going to ask, so he just went out the doors of the palace, with Undyne, Sans, and Alphys following close behind.
Little to their knowledge, a little yellow follow would be trailing behind, with great interest of the matter.
Confusion.
Greatly confounded thoughts filled up the small plant's mind.
He had been here for eras of eternity. Everything happened to his twisted design.
Everything was his. And it was going to remain so for the rest of time.
Or, so he thought.
Every reset, every time he had started this world over and over, it had always been the same. The same old challenges, the same old events. He done it all. He had saved everyone, and he has killed everyone as well. Nothing changes. Was he insane? Most likely, it would be a wonder if one stayed sane in the position of Flowey was for all this time.
But this, this instance, for once, was different. Vastly different.
Seeing the endless numbers of dead humans in the river truly shocked Flowey, made him feel fear for the first time. Ever since a little prince and his adopted sister died.
Flowey has seen plenty of blood in his "adventures", come to be quite comfortable with it.
But this was unlike anything ever seen. It disturbed Flowey, made him uneasy. But, most of all, it made him feel again.
He hated that. Oh, how he despised it.
It brought it him closer to that royal brat of olden times.
He chose not to think about it. He wouldn't acknowledge that being a reality. He wouldn't let it be real.
But he did want to know what the decrepit King and his foolish subjects where up to this time. For this was new as well.
He stayed close behind as the group left the Capital, and followed them to Waterfall. The beat of his empty soul raged on with anticipation. What will he learn this time?
He came to realization that they were heading to the old coot Gerson. Flowey wouldn't be surprised if the ancient tortoise forgot what he had even called the group down for. And Flowey began to wonder what the old relic even found that could be so dang important.
He watched as the party entered Gerson's shop, deciding of where to conceal himself from detection. He found the perfect spot, a crevice hidden in the cave wall, allowing him to hear and see everything that the fools were discussing. He prided himself in the amount of cunning he developed over the endless resets. Oh, the amount of skill he had gained as well!
His self-admiring thoughts were suddenly interrupted by the greeting of the company. Flowey leaned closely to hear what they were exactly saying.
"Hello ya'll, nice reckon you came here, just in time doo. Undyne, how the Royal Guard holding these days? I bet your keeping in good shape as ever!" Gerson greeted warmly, wearing his usually smile on his face. For a moment, no one wouldn't recognize anything to be wrong. But how wrong they would soon be.
"Hey War Hammer of Truth! How's it going?" Undyne replied in her enthusiastic-as-ever tone. Flowey hated that most of the overgrown fish. How much it annoyed him, that stupid ignorant pawn always managed infuriated him.
"Oh, I ust doing ol fine. But I do suppose dat I ought a get to da reason why I had ya'll git down here in da first place." Gerson stated, not wanting to put off the purpose of calling them here.
"Yes, my old friend. Pray tell, whatever may be the matter that you would alert us for?" Asgore asked of Gerson, being the gentle ruler as he always was. Flowey thought the old king as the biggest push-over to have ever been conceived in eternity.
"Well, ya know dat old Delta Rune we found in here tunnels?" Gerson said as he pointed to the symbol on the wall with his cane.
"Why yes, I do remember when we first found it, how we came to read and translate the prophecy attached to it. I remember it being, 'one who has seen the surface, an Angel, will descend down into the Underground, and the Underground shall be made empty'. Does it have something to with why you summoned us here?" The king inquired of Gerson. Flowey's interest in the subject just skyrocketed, this being due to his own interpretation of the Delta Rune had him being the Angel.
"Ya see, da other day I was watching over da youngins here, in this very spot. Well, we a be a roughin and horsing around, until sure enough I slip on my own ground. Which a sent me flyin into da wall over, cracking it under my own hard shell." Gerson said as he gestured towards a section of the wall, which was covered up by sheets. "Once da wall done been hit, we started to hear some of da strangest sounds in tarnation. It was a like somethin tryin to done suck the air. So, I then turned myself to see what da source of dat sound was. And lord and behold, there was a crack in the wall. Seemed to da be about half da foot in length, and was startin da smellin like dose old books that haven't been touched in decades. But only be waaay more stronger, it was so potent that I just bout passed out it in ust two minutes. But dat wasn't the shocking thang. So, I walk on over to it, being da suspicious at moment, decide da knock on it. And I da discovered dat it was hollow as a whistle." Everyone is on the edge of their seats, even Flowey found himself learning more and more into the discussion. "So, I went over took one of those den ol pickaxes and made work on da the wall." Gerson waddled on over to the wall, grabbing hold of the cover in one hand. "And ya'll won't believe what I found." Gerson finished, with a twinge of dread in his voice.
Pulling down on the corner, Gerson reveled what was behind the sheets in one motion. The fwoosh of air swept around the group of spectators, even reaching Flowey in his crevice.
Everyone gasped at the scene that was revealed before them. Even Flowey was speechless, not knowing how to process what he was witnessing.
The object that is in mention was a mural of ancient paintings, covering a space of 14 feet wide, and 12 feet high.
The first segment of the painting was a row of dark figures that were lined up, making a single file row along the bottom. These figures had short red lines that hugged to the right sides of the figure, running upward. The figures seemed as if they were supporting the entity that was above them, like unto a foundation. This entity was a much larger figure, having more details than its lower counterparts. It was darker in color, very much like a raw coal. It had a long, powerful cape that hung over the shoulders. Weird alien dots of color were on the chest, with some on the waist. The head was a large triangle shape, with the bottom corners jutting of from the neck. Two dark red beady eyes were near the top, and the bottom of the tringle held vertical grills that ended in the shape of the triangle. Two orange suns were located from off each of the large figures shoulders.
Off to the side of that the section, there was a copy of the large figure, but this one had a red beam in its hands, showing to be in a swinging motion. The target of the swinging was 7 smaller figures, but they were white in color. 6 of which heads were shown to be detached from the bodies, showing how they were vanquished by the large dark essence. The one that was left untouched had several copies that were organized into a fashion to depict that the figure was descending deep, falling downward. This transition of movement also showed how this lone white entity formed into a very familiar figure. It became the symbol what the monsters now took for the famous Delta Rune.
There was silence.
Only silence.
While it was quiet in the air, it was a roaring storm in the mind of Flowey. He kept thinking of how could he have missed something this massive. He has been through this dull world enough times to know where every exact speck of dirt will be placed, where every leaf will fall.
But, then a disturbing thought came into his mind. One that rocked him to the middle of his empty, soulless core.
Maybe he wasn't in control anymore.
Maybe he had lost his SAVE file.
Maybe his fun little game has come to its end.
Maybe, just maybe, he will truly die this time.
Maybe he will stay dead.
Asgore, Undyne, Sans, and Alphys all stood silent before the mind-blowing mural. None of them were expecting this, not at all.
Gerson was the first to break the silence, being the usually ice-breaker he was.
"Well, dat be one dark and morbid picture if I've da ever seen one." Gerson commented on the spectacle on the wall.
"My god." Sans said aloud in shock.
"Holy shit." Undyne muttered under her breath in amazement, still being loud enough for everyone else to hear.
"T-this c-can't be real." Alphys questioned in disbelief.
"I am afraid that this is to be real doctor." Asgore quietly answered, not just to Alphys, but to everyone as well.
"Is this what happened to the humans on the surface?" Sans asked as he pointed to the main figure. "Did that thing kill them all?"
"I don't believe that I can answer that." Asgore responded with heavy solemnness. "Doctor Alphys, can you find out how long this has been around for?" He asked of the small yellow lizard.
"Y-yeah, j-just give m-me a few s-seconds." Alphys answered, before walking over to the wall. She pulled out a small handheld device then took a small sample of the wall. Putting the sample into the strange device, the electronic lit up to life. It made several sounds to represent where it was in its analysis of the molecules.
The final beep indicated that it was finished. All eyes were focused on the reptile as she pressed buttons and read numbers.
Everyone almost jumped a mile high when Alphys gasped loudly, her jaw almost hitting the ground. Her eyes were wider than sauce pans.
"U-unbelievable!" Alphys announced in unrivaled awe.
Sans quickly moved next to her to see what the data was, and his reaction was just the same.
"That can't be possible, that's just unreal." Sans softly uttered in shock.
"What were you're readings on the origin?" Asgore pleaded of Alphys and Sans.
"Y-your n-not going t-to believe t-this." Alphys stuttered out, still being too shocked to logically respond. "If m-my c-calculations are c-correct, t-then this mural is s-several Eons old. 2.5 b-billion years t-to be e-exact."
"Wait, hold up for a minute there." Undyne reacted, still trying to grasp the reality of the situation. "Your saying that these ancient hieroglyphics are older than what we know to be the beginning of history? Before the beginning of life as we know it?" She exclaimed, not knowing how to handle this mind-shattering information.
"If that is the case, then we might have been miss reading the Prophecy this how entire time." Asgore answered, trying desperately to add these new variables and their effects into reality.
"But that leaves one disturbing question unanswered." Sans stated, being stuck on one subject that has yet to be discussed.
"What is that unsolved question Sans?" Asgore cautiously asked of the short skeleton.
Sans shuffled uneasily, knowing what the answer to his grim question already was. "If that thing is responsible for this many dead humans, what would we do if it decided to come into the Underground?"
