A/N: *8 Bit Attack on Titan theme roars in the background*

RAGAHHAHAHA

I'M BACK BITCHES!

(I had to rewrite this chapter like three times, so I'm sorry if it's not that good.)

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Chapter 7

F#ck My Life.

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Sans' normal grin was just about gone as he walked to his station in Waterfall. Undyne stood at that station, waiting for a report from Sans. She was scowling.

The purple and red human SOUL that rested on his chest dimmed at the sight of Undyne..

Almost as if it was still sentient.

Undyne looked up at Sans. The SOUL on his chest was the first thing she noticed, and her good eye widened.

"Sans! You got a Human SOUL?!" Undyne grinned, looking relived. Sans shrugged like it was not hing.

She quickly re-adopted her leader persona. "Give me the SOUL, and I'll take it to Asgore. We'll finally be free."

Sans shook his skull, eyelights missing. "Nah," He said queitly. "I think I'll take it myself."

Undyne glared at Sans. If looks could kill, he'd be dust. Before she could speak up, however, another voice rang out from back in Snowdin.

"Human! Where are you?! I need to show you the brilliant puzzles I've made!" Papyrus yelled. Undyne scowled and turned to Sans, likely to yell at him for not giving her the SOUL..

But he was gone.

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Sans reappeared inside King Asgore's Throne Room, Human SOUL intact.

"Heya."

Asgore jumped ever so slightly at the sound of his voice, but quickly recovered, turning towards Sans, smiling. "Sans! Howdy! What brings you here?"

Sans shrugged, a nonchalant gesture. "Oh, nothing really." He pulled out the Human SOUL, having it float just in front of his hand. "Except getting the seventh and final Human SOUL left to free us."

Asgore gasped, taking a step back with wide eyes. "Sans.. You.."

Sans' eyelights never reappeared.

Asgore swallowed. "W-Well.. I don't think I'll be able to absorb that, in this moment."

Sans' eye sockets widened, and he looked to Asgore. "What? Why?" Did he do all this just for Asgore to chicken out in the end?

Asgore looked down, shadows covering his eyes. "We... Have to make preparations."

Sans was starting to get irritable. "Preparations? For what?"

Asgore stayed silent for a few moments, then sighed. "... War."

It was at that moment Sans' sins finally weighed on him. By doing this, he not only broke his promise to Toriel. He not only stopped the loop. He didn't even only kill a child.

Sans the Skeleton just put the final piece into place to start a war.

Sans stopped breathing, magic bubbling inside of him. He didn't want war- he just wanted a happy life on the surface, with his brother. With Toriel.

With Frisk.

And he just ruined all of that.

In his stupor, Sans didn't notice his hand clamp around the SOUL that was floating in his hand. He didn't notice the light blue wisps coming from his hand.

F L A S H .

But he did sure as Hell notice the surge of power resonating from his newly fused SOUL.

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A/N: Huh. That didn't hurt to write as much as it should have.

Anyway, that was this chapter! Hope you enjoyed!

Wingah Flies Away!