Last Time
"Howdy, Frisk, are you there?"
…
"It's me, your worst nightmare…"
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"Asriel Dreemurr!"
This Time
["Undertale - Hopes and Dreams - Violin cover" by Redhawk]
Frisks grin turned into a scowl as they held the jagged knife in front of them, placing one foot behind themselves.
Chara turned to Frisk quickly and, seeing them ready to fight along with the memory of what they did to papyrus, stepped away from them warily.
"Why Frisk… Everything would have gone normally…" Asriel raised his arm up, quickly sending it down as he flew back.
Frisk looked skyward and jumped forward, rolling as they did to stay up as a multicolored lightning strike shot from above to where they were.
After that many more shot down attempting to zap them, jumping, hopping, and rolling as the strikes missed them.
As the attack neared its end Frisk was crouching on the ground, still holding the knife, other hand resting on the barrier. They looked up at Asriel and smirked.
Asriel glared at them and another two strikes shot at them, this time hitting them, sending them flying at Chara.
The two collided and landed on the ground.
Now Asriel was smirking "Don't get cocky Frisk"
Frisk pushed themselves back up accidentally sending Chara back down, Frisk briefly turned towards them as to check on them.
After seeing they were fine they turned back to the self-proclaimed god of Hyperdeath, annoyed.
Asriel raised his right arm, a glowing silver saber appeared and he grabbed it, pointing it to Frisk "We could have had a happy ending, lived on the surface, if you just let us stay!" He flew down, a second sword in his other hand and swung at Frisk.
They ducked, grinning and winked at him making him send the swords downward. Frisk countered with their knife but the attempt sent them flying back.
"Infinite Attack, remember?"
Frisk scowled again and stood up, only for a star hit them in the back, the points pinning them.
"One thousand nine hundred two, you said that's how many times you RESET… Now I'm no better than you, eight thousand plus, but you had the option to let everyone have their freedom, but no"
Frisk reached their hand towards their knife. Only… a little farther.
Finally, they touched the knife, slowly sliding it closer to themselves, after a bit they grabbed it and threw it at Asriel breaking his concentration making the star disappear.
Perfect.
They knew it wouldn't hit him so they only threw it a short distance, once they had it back they were smiling again.
"Ugh, you're a glutton for pain, aren't you?" A Chaos Blaster appeared in his one hand, he grabbed the back with the other and began shooting at Frisk.
To dodge, Frisk slowly moved one direction, to the left, as each attack barely missed them.
"Well I guess you could say that, are you providing?" They finished with a mischievous wink causing Asriel to reel back in disgust, his face evidence of the emotion.
"You have a sick sense of humor, you know that?" "Oh, yes I do goat man" They laughed.
Seething, Asriel readied Chaos Saber, flying in close to Frisk but landing and walking the rest of the way.
Frisk tilted their head to the side then shrugged, they crossed their arms and tapped their foot impatiently.
Extremely unoriginal…
They turned to Chara who was watching the battle unfold a semi-safe distance away. Their malicious grin turned kinder towards them and they waved to them, Chara waved back awkwardly before gasping and pointing in front of Frisk.
Frisk turned to where they were pointing and casually stepped back from their opponents' attack, they gave him a bored look, head tilted, one eye half closed.
It was evident Asriel was getting angrier, at least he's feeling emotions again, and they fit the current predicament- er, stalemate.
Frisk continued stepping back, left and right, avoiding each slice of the silvery blades.
Eventually Frisk stumbled and Asriel managed to cut their cheek, it wasn't bad, but enough for Frisk to hiss and hold the cut.
It was also a small victory for Asriel seeing his new smirk.
"Don't get cocky now Asriel because soon enough you'll meet your end, hopefully I'll be the one to end you though" They wiped the blood on their sweater, not bothering or having time to worry about the cut.
Frisk guessed that they wouldn't be able to count on the Souls for help here for a multitude of reasons, one being the vast amount of Monster Souls would suppress their ability to help and they probably hated them right now…
Oh well!
Win some you lose some!
Frisk knew they can't physically harm Asriel seeing as he has a shit ton of Defence, by that, infinite they wouldn't be able to dodge for long and they knew he wouldn't just go back to being the smol goat they could easily murder anytime soon.
So… What other way can you damage a Monster? Through their emotions.
They internally smirked, if its one thing they loved doing more than anything, it was reducing someone to tears.
And since Monsters ATK and DEF are controlled by their emotions Asriel, if brought to a sobbing mess, he would have no choice but to revert to his child form.
Taking a step back Frisk wiped some sweat off their forehead, doing the same with their hand as their grip on the knife was slipping.
"Getting tired, are we?" The Chaos Sabers disappeared in a small flash. Asriel crossed his arms unamused.
"You should just let me kill you, you'll come back, yes, but then I'll kill you again, and again until you give up on this ideology of hurting people for fun" Oh great…
"Why do you do it anyway? Seeing how much damage you can do before the laws of reality snap? Or is it something deeper, is it because you just want-" "Oh don't lecture me you damn goat…" Frisk began taking deep breaths, they had a feeling they would be running a lot soon. Running away… from lightning, or stars… or giant reality eating goat skulls… Nothing they haven't done before!
Normal day in the life of Frisk right here! Yup! No reason to be concerned for their health at all! That's a lie… they need serious help… not just mentally…
Asriel furrowed his brows as Frisk continued "What's the confused look for? It wasn't a question, so there's no need to be an idiot about it, I digress" Frisk took this as an intermission in their battle, cracking their back, eating some food to heal.
"You said it yourself, I'm not much different than you, you did the same things, killed, murdered, befriended only to slaughter them and fucked with people in more ways than one" they winked again, Asriel looked away for a second before returning with a glare.
"What are you getting at…" Asriel asked annoyed.
"Love, not LV LOVE, but love, you killed the people you knew were still grieving over you over and over, the people who loved you, mercilessly killed by their own son" They finished in a mocking tone.
Asriel's glare intensified "You did the same, killed those who love you"
"Pfft" Frisk scoffed "Please, save me that pitiful line. Why do you think I refuse to call Toriel and Asgore 'mom' and 'dad'? I haven't for a very long time, and for good reason" Frisks gaze shifted to Chara who was now listening intently as they were curious to.
They smirked "It's because they don't actually love me, hell I'll even go as far to say they that at the start, Toriel and Asgore didn't even love Chara!" They heard Chara gasp from afar.
Asriel took a step forward, arm at his sides "How dare you say that! They loved Chara like they were their own!"
Frisk weakly put their hands up defensively.
"Hey I said at the start! But the only reason they didn't kill em" They drew their thumb across their neck "on sight was because you liked them, a new friend for the prince"
They saw Chara look at Asriel in disbelief. Killing two birds with one stone right now.
"Not the only reason though, the prophecy, 'the one who has seen the surface, they will return, and the Underground will go empty' they thought Chara would free them, they loved them because they had to"
"Not to different from their so called 'love' for me at the end of a True Pacifist Run, I freed them so they feel like they owe me, that they 'have to' love me, ya get it?"
Asriel's face went from confused to a sort of… understanding one, it quickly turned into a scowl.
"Not any reason to kill them…"
Frisk shrugged "Neither is boredom, hey, I have a question for you Asriel" Asriel shot them an annoyed look but stayed quiet "Did you really care about Chara?" Now Asriel was looking at them in disbelief but before he could talk Frisk continued "I ask this because last time we talked in my dreams, you said you were actually going to poison them yourself! Some brother"
"W- What?!I never said anything like that! I-" "You were…?" Frisk and Asriel turned to Chara, tears welling in their eyes. Asriel quickly glared at Frisk before taking a step toward but Chara but they stepped back.
"Did you… care about me? A- As family?" Asriel was left standing, speechless…
"Chara, yes, I did, Frisk just… lied… to you, that's all" He tried to comfort them but...
"But they… haven't lied to me before…" Things were looking back for Asriel.
Frisk took a step back, keeping a straight face as to not interfere with their talking.
They couldn't really think of anything that would make him extremely sad, so, guilt would have to do. Hopefully he would-
A flash of light and Asriel was a goat child, green and yellow stripped sweater and blue pants.
Perfect
He walked up to Chara carefully "Chara, I did and do care about you, I trust you, I… we were never going to hurt you" He put a hand on Chara's shoulder.
Frisk gripped their knife and began walking towards them, head downcast.
"What about the other thing… only caring about Frisk because they 'have to', they could have kept that from you and… hated me… I did horrible things on the surface, I… I knew buttercups were poisonous… n- needed to test if it was true before I could tell you my plan, it wasn't out of evil, I- I didn't know it would almost kill him, I swear!" Tears were running down their face, Asriel brought them into a hug.
…
Frisk almost felt bad for bringing up the subject, almost. Benefit of being a type of sociopath, not giving a fuck about others feelings.
Most of the time.
Frisk crept closer, neither Chara nor Asriel could see them as Asriel was facing away from them and Chara was crying into a sweater that was soon going to turn into dust.
Frisk now stood behind Asriel, they didn't raise the knife up high dramatically just a simple stab in the Soul. They brought their arm back, ready to attack-
"Can we just… break the Barrier and be done…?" Frisk stopped mid action.
Open the Barrier? Free Monsters, familiar yet stupid and repetitive actions, who cares? It'll all be RESET anyways in 90 something years. So…
Not this time… not now… not ever…
Can't keep going on forever, KEEP TRYING
Slash!
-9999
Frisk had an calm yet victorious grin as Asriel and Chara looked at them.
Asriel's eyes were wide in shock, he coughed, dust harmlessly flying through the air.
Frisk was stood inches away from Asriel, holding a knife that was now in his back, Frisk leaned in closer to him, smile staying the same, not evil nor demented, just happy.
"And so… falls does the final Dreemurr" Frisk whispered, they took a step back, taking the knife with them.
The area around them turned back from its rainbow mess and faded into the Barrier, still standing.
Asriel stumbled forward, Chara catching them "Asriel! Asriel are you okay?"
Asriel nodded "Yes…" he touched his chest, where his Soul was, he felt it crack.
"Hit my Soul… not just killing me but… everyone… little fucker… was waiting" He seethed, both turned to Frisk who was sitting, legs crossed away from them, they nodded, still smiling.
"I- It's going to be all right! T- There has to be someone who can help! Napstablook wasn't absorbed, they have ghost sandwiches-" "Which he can't eat, he also wouldn't survive the trip there with or without him and" They shrugged "doubt you want to leave him alone with me" They pointed to themselves sounding cocky.
"Stay out of this!" Chara turned to Frisk, crying "Why? Why did you kill him? He was going to break the Barrier, have the final happy ending! No more RESETS… just, an end!"
They started walking to Frisk.
Frisk sighed "No matter how many times I…" they sighed again and closed their eyes, opening them a second later. They stood up and came face to face to Chara.
"You are an idiot, you know that? Never listening, never taking the time to try and retain anything I say, doing things willy nilly, impossible dreams-" "What dreams?" "A happy ending for one! The idiotic dream that everyone can live in peace and eat pie all day! News flash, that's never going to happen! We'll be stuck in this fucking time loops for all eternity!"
A loud crack brought both their attention back to Asriel, as they looked at him Chara ran back to him, he was extremely translucent and dust was scattered across the Barrier.
"Asriel! Hold on, I'll get you help!" Chara searched their pockets for Undyne's phone, maybe she had food? They remembered, Frisk had both phones…
They turned to Frisk, they were holding Undyne's phone in their hand.
Solemn expression on, they threw the phone to Chara, may as well let them try.
Chara fiddled with the device, eventually opening Undyne's dimensional box, Box F, they looked at the screen, trying to find food.
All that it held was some metal armour polish, a magic spear repair kit and some scale cream.
Frustrated they threw it on the ground, box closing.
Frisk held up ten fingers, a second later putting one down.
"I'm fine Chara, everything is going to be fine, everyone is going to be fine"
Eight.
"How can you know that?" They hugged him tight "You're dying… please don't…"
Six.
"Heh, kind of can't right now… bit difficult staying alive when you were stabbed" He said sarcastically.
Five.
"Don't say that… You'll make it, I know you will… you have to!" They sobbed onto his shirt.
Three.
"Sorry… you'll be fine, I know that much"
Two.
"Asriel… just know that I'll always love you…"
One.
"Chara, I-"
The sound of dust filled the room.
Asriel's dust spread across the Barrier… his Soul floating over the pile.
Chara turned to Frisk who looked indifferent about the event that had just transpired.
"LOAD!" They stood up, hands clenched angrily.
Frisk shook their head solemnly.
Chara opened their hand and closed it, but not all the way, they were holding something, their red knife they used in the CORE.
A blade made of pure Determination.
They started towards Frisk, closing the short distance between them. Once in front of them, they held the knife to Frisks throat, who looked up slightly, eye still on the Chara and the knife.
If they were afraid, they didn't show it, they frowned.
"If you're going to kill me, I would expect nothing less than the worst from you" Frisk put their arms out, in a challenging stance.
The knife shook slightly in Chara's hand, hesitant, barely noticeable but was enough for Frisk to smile, not grin a happy smile.
They really were deranged…
"You can't bring yourself to do it, probably thinking about when you did kill me in the CORE, feel good, right? 'm probably worth what… 2 LV? 1 if I'm unlucky, but I could tell you didgain some" The knife started to shake more.
"Just be quiet…" Asriel's Soul cracked but neither paid it any mind currently.
"Even after all these years you still can't bring yourself to kill me, harm, yes, have a good right hook I must say but you just can't murder me in cold blood, you brothers killer"
"Don't take this the wrong way, I don't want to fight you either, probably couldn't bring myself to kill you either" "Probably?" "Yes, if I wanted to, with you holding a knife to my neck…"
They used their own knife and slowly pushed Chara's away, it showed no resistance.
"I would have almost no problem killing you right here and now" "You're being cryptic… 'Almost'?" A layer of hate was still in their voice.
Frisk stepped away from Chara and began to circle around them.
"Yes, some key factors, but I could, with some quick and logical thinking, push those aside"
"What 'factors'" They said irritably.
"My my, someone's aggravated…" They looked at Asriel's dust, his Soul cracked once more, and they smirked "Can't think of a reason for that… anyways, the factor's being what you don't know, or, remember, my My Life timeline…"
Chara turned to them and stopped them from circling them, it felt like they were observing them…
"Didn't you kill me there?" "Yes, but I also had Alphys help bring you back, full Soul and everything, you retained your memory but, at the end of the timeline, you weren't connected to me, so when it RESET, you forgot everything"
Chara was confused… what did any of that have to do with this…? They forgot an entire timeline because they weren't connected to Frisks Soul? Would that always happen?
Asriel's Soul split in two with an ear wrenching crack, both turned to it.
The Soul began to shake, threatening to shatter but…
It didn't… it didn't reform either, it was just shaking.
"I'm afraid I can't let you do that" A voice called.
Both Frisk and Chara turned around, looking for the voice.
"Are you two really that blind?" They turned back to Asriel's Soul, a cloaked man was standing a few feet away from it, hand extended towards the Soul.
"Who are you and what are you doing here?" Frisk grabbed their knife again.
"Oh, the usual, keeping this Monsters Soul, Asriel I think, from shattering, normally I would just let it but he had everyone's Soul in him, so, can't" he stepped closer to the Soul, it briefly reformed but instantly broke apart again, it continued in that cycle.
The man sighed "Can't even wait till it's broken to bring him back to life… to many lifeforms in him…" He glared at the Soul "You're really putting me in a pickle, you know that?"
"WHO… are you?" Frisk demanded impatiently.
He turned back to them lazily "I don't really…. Have a name, well I do but, don't go by it, I have titles-ish things though, sure the Riverperson told you them, they know everything, I am the Man of Monsters, the Man of Man, the Mystery Man, I also go by Carl but… don't"
"Um… Mystery Man…? You kind of suck at being… ya know, mysterious…" Chara said sheepishly.
He ignored them.
"Anyways, can't let this Soul die… can't revive him either… hmm… oh!" He snapped his fingers "Idea! I'll just bring everyone back, all at once!" He turned to Frisk "And because I don't really like you all that much and want to see you get your ass handed to you, the goat kid'll stay at what he was, Hyperdeath or whatever, I'll even add my own magic to a few of them!"
"Not much of a fighter ya see, but I do pack one hell of a punch…" He was probably smirking, couldn't tell, his cowl casted a shadow over his face, only his white eyes were visible "See ya later!"
"NO!" They yelled angrily.
Realizing they couldn't stop it they turned to Chara, panic turning into a glared smile "I hold my spouse dear, I hold you dear and close, think about that, my love"
Briefly Chara's expression went from one of confusion to realization, they were Frisk's-
The Soul exploded.
* ...
"What a terrible creature…"
"Do you… really hate me… that much…?"
"Cleaver… very cleaver, you spared the life of a single person…"
"It's a wonderful idea!"
"old whoopee cushion in the hand trick, always funny…"
"papyrus… do you want anything…?"
"GREETING HUMAN! I, AM THE GREAT PAPYRUS!"
"ARE YOU OFFERING A HUG OF ACCEPTANCE?"
"En garde!"
"You'll have to try a little harder than THAT!"
"I have an idea! Let's be friends on UnderNet!"
"I- I only h- have to kill you once…"
"It was nice to meet you…"
"Goodbye you abomination!"
"It's me… your best friend…"
"It's me… now let's end this…"
"Why can't I just die already…?"
"JUST DIE ALREADY!"
"Oh… my name's Chara…"
"This isn't what I wanted!"
* …
Groaning Frisk opened their eyes, the place they were in was… cold and… blue.
Feeling the ground, they didn't feel snow or rock, wasn't Waterfall or Snowdin.
Looking up they saw a blue pristine hall, it looked… familiar…
Standing they noticed the hall had pillars, a calming blue color.
Turning around they saw a blue star, four points, rotating. A SAVE Point.
Walking over to it glowed a tad brighter, they touched it and their SAVE File appeared.
Frisk LV 7
The End
Huh… 7 LOVE… wait… that's just from Papyrus… where is the LOVE from Asriel!
…
That man… Asriel must still be alive!
Trying to keep themselves… presentable… didn't show their anger, only clenching their fists as they SAVED.
Frisk LV 7
Judgements End
* File Saved
Huh…? Judgements End?
Oh well, nobody's got time for that, or to figure out what it means.
Closing their File they turned to the entrance and walked through it… where's the elevator…?
Looking left and right they couldn't find it… HOW DO YOU LOSE AN ELEVATOR?!
Weirded out, Frisk walked down the only path… to a fork in the road, the throne room and a staircase…
Oh, they were on the opposite side of the Judgement Hall… but, why was the SAVE Point there?
It also only appeared when they… were about… to…
Frisk's shoulders dropped as their eyes widened, turning around they walked back to the Hall.
Soon enough, Sans was in the middle of the Hall, the moon glow making him visible unlike the sunlight.
Frisk steadily walked to Sans, hand over their side where the knife was hidden.
Once they were 4 pillars away Sans looked up at them, right eye void of light, left a flame.
Before Frisk could get a word out several bones shot from the ground, impaling them, coughing, blood came from their mouth.
Still without talking a bone went through their skull.
Frisk appeared back at the SAVE star, turning around Sans was right behind them, before they could speak again their Soul was blue and they were sent flying to the closest wall, they grunted at they hit the wall, bones impaled them again.
Nothing wasn't even playing yet!
They spent a little extra time in their SAVE File thinking about what the hall was going on!
Ok… so they had to fight Sans… at 7 LOVE!
Well they did murder Papyrus so… they kinda deserve it…
Leaving the File they immediately jumped to the side, hitting the ground they rolled away, bones coming up from the ground where they were, god damn!
When they looked up at the ceiling, a giant skull was looking at them, it growled as its mouth opened.
Bringing their feet up they quickly brought them down, bringing themselves up with the momentum and ducked, the blast passed just over their head.
They turned to the Star, Sans wasn't here, looking back at the hall he stood in the middle.
"huh, that expression, two times… that's more than the amount off fucks I give about you" he raised his hand and blasters surrounded Frisk in a circle, they could still see him.
Frisk franticly looked around for an exit.
"no escape kid, so tell me, why did you kill my bro? isn't that where we get the happy ending?" Frisk nodded and a Blaster went off, Frisk jumped away from it.
"so why'd you do it?" Frisk glared at him.
"I'll take that as a… 'to see what'd happen'… well, here's what happens" All the blasters went off without warning.
Frisk speared at the SAVE star, did the same thing as before and turned to Sans, surrounded by Blasters.
"huh, that expression, three times, wrong answer maybe? well, hope you get it right this time"
Sans started to walk closer to them and Frisk was looking around, formulating a plan on how to escape, suddenly Sans disappeared and reappeared standing on a Blaster, he glared at them.
"ya know… before I uh… appeared here, in the Hall, I was with everyone else, 'cept Paps, this cloaked guy was tellin us he didn't know what you were doing but asked us to help stop ya"
He triggered the Blasters, Frisk threw themselves on the floor, the Blasters just missing their hair.
No use hiding it now. Can't lie to the judge, it's his job, to judge kids like me.
Sighing, Frisk pulled the knife from their inventory and stood up, they glared at the skeleton.
Sans's grin faltered, he sighed(?) "looks like I'm in for a round of somethin' amiright?" Raising his hand several Gaster Blasters and bones appeared all around him.
"here we go"
["Song That Might Play When You Fight Sans - Gooseworx Cover(Undertale)" by Gooseworx]
Frisk ran forwards, stepping left and right at the attacks, the same one used on a Geno-Run.
As they were closing in to Sans a bone shot out of the ground, Frisk stopped running before they ran into it, stepping to the side they ran again.
Another bone shot out, they stopped again, again they stepped away and ran.
And again, another bone, and again, and again!
Why is he doing this?!
Frustrated, Frisk attacked the bone in their way, it broke and disappeared, oh… they can attack them huh? Interesting…
They sliced another bone and smiled.
They continued running to Sans but before they could get to him he was gone.
"looking to me?" Whipping around they saw Sans at the other end of the Hall, the bones that previously shot up and stopped them, flew out of the ground and pointed at them.
Oh great…
As Frisk raised the knife to destroy them they fired at high speeds but, didn't kill them.
Frisk laid on the ground, a bone through each of their wrists, slowly bleeding, another two through their ankles, also bleeding, the fifth hovering over their face.
Frisk turned to see Sans as best they could, he reappeared next to them.
"AGAIN WITH THE PINNING YOU KINKY BASTERDS!" They yelled, Sans made an awkward face of disgust before snapping his fingers, the fifth bone going right between their eyes.
They were back at the SAVE star, again…
They came back.
Jump onto the floor, roll away, jump back up before the Blaster could kill them.
They started walking this time to Sans.
"four? Or five? Oh well, won't matter either way"
["Song That Might Play When You Fight Sans - Gooseworx Cover(Undertale)" by Gooseworx]
Frisk was starting to get annoyed, the very first time they fought Sans? It was thrilling, a real fight, Undyne went down after like… 12 tries. Sans took about 49.
There're on their firth… forth? Like he said, won't matter, cause he gunna be dead!
Frisk ducked as a Blaster tried to fry them and continued walking, resisting the urge to run had first.
"This is getting really annoying Sans…" They sliced a bone and stomped on another.
"I'd bet, considering you killed everyone… huh, can't really tell, only remember parts of up to three timelines in a row, so, three or more, but, seeing the look on your face… I wouldn't grace it with a number" More bones appeared, they fly at Frisk in a zig zag motion.
Frisk tried to attack them but they were going to fast to hit, turning around they saw another few zig zags of bones headed for them.
They stepped forward then stopped, then stepped again then stopped.
They continued this until the attack ended.
Looking at Sans they found him sweating, oh… new attacks must be tiring him out, making them up on the spot.
He won't last long now…
As Sans started to attack them from the sides they began running.
Sans was surprised so the attacks stopped for a second before going again.
Sans sent more bones and Blasters to Frisk, immedietly firing them when summoned, he knew doing that would tire him out faster but… they were getting closer, can't let them past.
Wait, he hasn't been turning them blue this time!
Extending his hand Frisks Soul turned blue and stuck them to the ground.
"Damn skeleton…" he heard them mutter as they gripped their knife.
He stepped towards them, once close he crouched to them.
They were… well to say something, angry.
They were bearing their teeth, seething, eye narrowed, annoyed and a dark shade of red.
"kid, if you just RESET now we can forget all of this, Pap'll be alive"
"Screw… you" Sans sighed.
"nah but I got a bone to pick with you though, question, why did you kill Paps, not why you kill but, why him, specifically?" He leaned against a pillar.
Frisk glared at him.
They weren't going to answer him the way he wanted, he'll just kill me and then they'll kill him!
"To kill… why else?" They finished with a smug smirk.
"now exactly why though, with the track record of you I have, last three timelines you killed everyone, how many times have you RESET?" He was going a good job at keeping calm.
"More than three you know that" "well I am a numbskull so that's expected" He turned to them, eyes dark again "what do you gain by making me pissed kid? not answering my questions truthfully and what not" He leaned towards them "I'll ask and tell you again, why and RESET"
Frisks smirk hasn't left them yet.
"You asked two questions, I'll answer in two words, simple enough for you? Or do you need your brother to help y- oh wait, I killed him!" They laughed.
Sans stepped back and flicked his hand up, Frisk flying towards the ceiling, they smashed into the rock, cracking it.
"Those two…" They spat blood at Sans, it hit the floor in front of him "words? Screw. You."
Sans. Having had enough. Summoned a Blaster in front of Frisk, as it fired, they gave a final laugh.
Jump onto the floor, roll away, and jump back up before the Blaster could kill them.
They were getting pretty good at that now, only lost a quarter of their HP, the KR didn't as much because they were only at 7 LV.
"ya know, I'm not even gunna count anymore… you count for me, okay?" They heard him say, Frisk turned and slashed behind them.
MISS
"gunna have to be faster than that kid" He was taunting them… and I didn't like being called kid!
Frisk ran at the centre of the room, slashing bones and dodging Blaster shots.
In the reflection of their knife, they briefly saw a Blaster behind them, aimed at them, and Sans as well.
Frisk stopped running as they heard the quiet charge of the Blaster, Sans looked at them curiously but the Blaster kept charging. Must have been a very big one, or very strong.
They put their hands up in a surrender position, Sans was looking at them with doubt.
They dropped their knife, hands still up.
Sans sighed but the charging didn't stop.
"kid… you're giving up?" Frisk looked sad now, they nodded "t- thanks kid…" he laughing shakily and turned to the floor "let's… let's just be friends…" he looked up to them, his smile genuine.
"sorry kid… let's just start over, k? meet ya at the forest" He extended his hand, the noise stopped, Frisk made a confused face.
"… sorry" He closed his hand, the Blaster firing.
Frisk threw themselves back, pushing their hands onto the floor to cushion their landing, the Blasters laser went right over their face, just missing them.
The blast went to Sans who moved just at the last second, the shot burned part of his sweater… Dodging things half the speed of light is tough, even for Sans.
When the blast disappeared, they rolled to the side, the knife cutting their side in the process a bit but not much else, they grabbed the knife before standing up.
Sans's eye sockets were void of light, most likely shock.
"Oh… that's good to note…" The lights returned to his eyes sockets.
"w-" "Ah ah ah… no talking yet"
Sans put a hand under their Soul, lifting it slightly. They gripped the knife.
"Well, see you soon Sansy!" They swung the knife, at their soul making a clean cut.
Shatter.
Jump onto the floor, roll away, jump back up before the Blaster could kill them.
They turned to the middle of the Hall, sans scratched his head.
"w- what? i know something happened last time…" he looked to Frisk "why can't I remember the last LOAD…" Frisk shrugged.
"I don't know Sansy but…" they held the knife up "Your last hour strikes"
They started running again, still twirling the knife.
Sans summoned more bones and sent them, Frisk easy cut through them while… dancing?! Where they even taking this seriously anymore?!
Frisk spun around and jumped over attacks all the while humming.
Suddenly, Frisk disappeared and was right in front of Sans, they seemed a bit disoriented and confused but slashed none the less.
Sans teleported away but stayed inside the Hall.
Frisk shook their head a bit and stumbled back but caught themselves before falling "The hell?" They looked around for Sans, not finding him they slashed behind them, they cut a bone in that was sent at them.
"Worry not Human, you found a way, I shall help" That voice… it sounded like… "Yes, it is me, Gaster, there are many more of everyone, one being killed phases me not,So I shall help you now and in future" He was in their head, huh, the didn't feel anything, oh well!
Maybe I don't mind help every now and then… all Frisk was focused on and was determined to do right now, was kill that dammed skeleton!
["[Undertale] Gaster's Theme Remix - W. D. Gaster's Megalovania (amella Remix)" by amella]
Sans was starting to sweat. Not from exhaustion but… if someone or, something was helping them… he was gunna be in for a bad time… and why can't he remember the last fight?!
He summoned a new attack, a pinwheel of bones connected at the centre, with those he sent them, they cut along the floor and walls of the Judgement Hall, this new song that was playing was eerily familiar to Sans.
He had a feeling he knew who was helping them…
The new attack surprised Frisk and they were hit a few times but wasn't damaged that bad.
They appeared in front of Sans again, still slightly disoriented they slashed, he was gone.
They slashed behind themselves again, Sans disappeared too.
He was getting so predictable…
Though they didn't like the feeling of wanting to through up any physical food they had left, they had to thank Gaster for the assistance.
Seeing as Gaster wasn't part of any timeline of universe, he didn't need to die, but… that didn't seem like a good gift… maybe a cupcake would do?
Getting back on track Frisk ducked as a blaster shot at them, they turned to where it was fired from.
"I was thinking there! Not nice!" "neither is murder" Well, he got them there…
They shrugged and charged again, attacking the bones Sans sent.
…
What did Gaster mean by, they found a way?
Wait, they Blaster shots! They could use his own attacks against him!
But… how? Waiting until one was aimed at the and him was dangerous and risky…
"Try attacking the shot…" Gaster suggested.
Huh… good idea. IF IT WOULDN'T KILL THEM IN THE PROCCESS!
"Trust me Human…" Fine… if they die it's on his head…
Sans didn't seem to be using the Blasters yet, just these new bone wheels and other platforming attacks.
Sans was starting to get tried, he didn't now how much longer he could keep this up, he teleported away as Frisk teleported to him and slashed, they were getting faster at that…
All right… time to blast 'em to smithereens.
Sans summoned two Blasters, one on their left and another on the right.
Guess it was time to heed Gaster's advice…
Frisk stopped as the Blasters charged, Sans looked at them curiously, just like last time, they didn't drop the knife.
"Two… here, use this for now, I shall begin work on a… stronger weapon for you to usealong the Other Knife" Frisk held something appear in their other hand, it felt like a… sharp bone, about the same length as the Other Knife…
The Blasters finished charging, Frisk turn to one, its maw was open and a ball of energy was inside of it, the other was probably like that to.
"Now!" Gaster yelled and frisk sent the weapons up. The blasts connected with the knife and bone, the attack didn't stop, Sans must have saw them… not absorb the attack but, deflect it and is putting more into it.
They saw the knife was red from since they attacked the blaster, it wasn't was heat though.
After a few second of holding the attack they felt themselves getting tired, Gaster must be to…
They knew what they had to do now, ATTACK!
They slashed both weapons towards Sans, the Blasters stayed aimed at them but the attacked them formed curved straight towards Sans.
Before he could even register that Frisk had slashed towards him, the blasts hit him.
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When the smoke from the blast cleared, Frisk stared at the spot where the shots had landed with a form of glee and hope.
Sans sat on the ground, sweater almost completely destroyed while many parts of his skull and most likely entire body had large cracks, he still looked nothing like Gaster with the cracks though.
The ground around him was cracked and broken from the impact, windows all along the hall were shattered, burning dandelions flew in.
Frisk walked to Sans. Sans, too tried and well… dead, to attack, just sat there.
Once Frisk got to him Sans looked to them, they had a gleeful and happy smile, not evil looking, never evil looking, just happy.
"heh… looks like you got me…" a small part of his skull disappeared, turning to dust in the wind.
"don't say I didn't warn you kid… you still have everyone else against you… don't where, or when but… one of them, will kill you, for good" He shakily stood up, using his remaining hand, the other had turned to dust.
Turning around hr slowly started to walk away "papyrus… do you want anything?"
Frisk rolled their eyes, walking up to him, they kicked his back making him gasp and fall to the ground.
As he hit the ground, he turned to dust. Only his battered sweater remained…
* My LOVE has increased
They said to themselves.
Yawning they stretched their arms, hearing the satisfying pop of their bones.
"Well that was quite the work out…" Thy looked at the dust pile again.
"But I'm not done with you Sansy… you said I have everyone else to deal with, I need practice" As they said that Sans's dust and jacket flew up in a spiral type motion, with a flash of light all the dust of his and his jacket was gone.
Huh… what was that about, it happened with Papyrus too… oh well, they didn't really care.
Yawning again they looked down at the weapons in their hand, in their right was the jagged bread knife, what they called the Other Knife, in their left was a sharp white bone.
They checked each.
Other Knife
Weapon ATK 90
* Perfect for cutting bone
Now the other.
Bone
Weapon ATK 57
* A weapon from Gaster
They turned to a window, blue light shining through. Night in the Underground, a truly beautiful thing, something they always liked.
The RUINS didn't look different at night besides being darker, Snowdin got dark like the Surface, normally calming area looked almost eerily, Waterfall glowed brighter, they could still make there way through all the same but… the wishing room was a sight, Hotland was the same, being close to the lava lit up the paths but it looked pretty much the same, New Home was the same as the Ruins, just darker. The Judgement Hall though? This place slowly faded from its bright orange and yellow colors to a calming blue spectrum.
Gaster hasn't spoken yet, must be tired from the help or something, they didn't mind or care right now.
They turned to the SAVE Point, they weren't going to SAVE… yet. They were just looking around.
The stars' yellow light only lighting up a foot in front of it.
They opened their menu.
LOAD RESET
They couldn't RESET, they needed Chara's help for that.
They put their hand over the LOAD button, it turned yellow as a sign of being selected.
As they pressed it they felt a little resistance on the option… they easily overpowered it and pressed the button.
* LOAD
2 They now stood in front of the SAVE star again, they jumped to the floor but didn't hear a Blaster go off, they rolled but didn't see any bones shoot up.
Slowly they stood up and turned to the centre of the hall, Sans was there, they walked towards him, not smiling.
He looked up as them, eyes void "w- what?"
Frisk continued walking, though slower, they grinned "Why hello again Sansy"
Sans turned to them "w- what… why…?"
Frisk shrugged and moved some hair out of their face, they could maybe deal with getting it cut, it was long but not that long.
"Thought it might be fun to sit and talk to you again, you said I had everyone else to fight so… why not get some more practice in?" They crossed their arms.
Sans stepped back "p- practice?! Wow, now I really know you're insane, resorting to using other people as practice" He scoffed and a Blaster appeared behind him.
"if your so eager for a fight, who am I do deny you ya freak" He send the Blaster, it shot at Frisk who simply stepped away…
"h- how…" Frisk disappeared.
"Would ya look at that, I'm getting the hang of this whole 'shortcut' thing" Sans teleported away as Frisk went o stab him in the gut, eve though he didn't have one.
They turned and saw Sans at the other end of the Hall, looking a bit scared but not giving up.
"Would expect you to fight" They started running to him, determination flowing through them with each step.
They slashed right, cutting a Blaster in two, they still ran.
Now halfway through the hall they ducked and slid across the floor as a Blaster shot at them, once they couldn't slide anymore they rolled to the side, jumped up and ran again.
They slashed at Sans again.
MISS
They twirled the Bone around and stabbed behind themselves, Sans disappeared.
"You know… while I'm here… may as well say something, right?" They turned around and started walking to Sans again, attacking the various hordes of bones Sans desperately sent at them.
"Let's go with… one thing each time I kill you, sound good?"
They disappeared and reappeared behind Sans, using the Other Knife to stab him.
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They walked around him, kneeling in front of him, Sans perpetual smile never fading.
"That smile… that's the smile of a lazy coward who doesn't give a fuck about the world… see you soon" They stabbed him again, in the Soul.
…
3 Frisk was flying down the Hall, using the Blasters as a means of transport, they stabbed one and it went hay wire, so they were flying it right to Sans, he kept teleporting but Gaster helped by disabling it for a few minutes.
Once the Blaster was close enough they jumped off it, he tried to run in a confused haze but the Blaster crashed into him.
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They made their way up to him, walking.
"And I'll keep coming back… aw don't look so disappointed Sansy~ Well see each other again will say this now, you can leave next time, make a last meal. Laziness, depression with a side dust, perfect recipe for a Sanswich… don't you think?" They slashed at him, his head turned to dust along with his body.
4 Frisk leisurely walked down the Hall, dodging when needed, Sans wasn't even trying…
Once a few feet from Sans they tilted their head, he was just standing there.
"Fine, I'll have a conversation while I'm at it if you won't talk… remember that 'happy ending' you were talking about? It's not gunna happen… never will, trust me…" They stood in front of Sans, kicked a bone he sent at them.
They simply stabbed him.
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5 Guess Sans decided to try again, he shot Blaster after Blaster at Frisk. They barley dodged them all.
It was a good strategy for Sans but, he was extremely tired after the first two minutes.
"Do you think I like me 'immportal'?" They did air quotes "I don't see my friends die… well I do, I kill them- WOAH" They slipped as a bone almost hit them.
They were getting better at not getting him.
"Anyways, it's never dying, always living, if time passed and I didn't die, at least I'd have company, Chara…" They smiled "Even if they're annoying it's something… But I can't" Their voice became shaky with each step.
"I'm reliving the same hundred years Sans, over and over, there is no point to anything if I can't die… do you think I like this? I'D RATHER GO TO HELL AND STAY THERE THAN THIS!" They slashed at Sans over and over, tears going down their face.
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…
They LOADED…
6 Sans was still trying, sending wave after wave of bones and Blaster, the same attacks in such a small-time frame… was getting kind of sad… and annoying, mostly annoying though.
"Let's say this, you 'love' Papyrus, right?" Sans nodded and sent another blaster.
Frisk hit he blast and the shot blasted into a window.
"But you don't do a damn thing when I kill him over and over, do you? No. He picks up after you, cares for you, and still let. Him. Die." Frisk shook their head, slashing at Sans.
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They looked at him disgusted "I can't even stomach that, and I don't even remember my own children's names… that says a lot"
Sans looked like he was about to say something but turned to dust… again.
7 "Seven deaths… sure you're not a cat?"
8 Sans stopped trying, he just stood there… pathetic.
It wasn't even just about practice anymore… they just needed to say somethings… even if they weren't relevant, they wanted to say some things.
"I was gunna say lets throw a part, almost ten times I've killed you! We would need hotdogs, soda, spaghetti, dust… but then I remembered… I'm going to kill all your friends, again, and again… looks like I'll settle for dust" They didn't even use the Bone or knife, they punched his face a few times, until his skull shattered.
That felt good…
9 Frisk stopped in front of Sans. They looked at each other, Sans turned away.
"You know, I'm not even sorry for breaking your skull last time, don't care if you were in pain or not, that's what all of this has done to me… made me lose touch with people, reality, everyone and thing" They stepped closer to him, he stepped back.
"You're the smart one, why don't you tell me why. I. Can't. Die…" They swiftly brought their hand up and shoved the Bone into Sans's skull.
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They pushed him away as he crumbled to dust, Frisk laughed as they spun around, they began to sing.
"All I want for Christmas is death~"
10 No body said anything, Frisk was at the end of the Hall, while Sans was in the middle of it.
Sans brought his hand up and a Blaster appeared in front of him, a little away up into the air… aimed at himself.
He was going to kill himself this time.
Frisk teleported to Sans and pushed him away before the Blaster could fire.
"As much as I would want you to kill your self… I'm done talking, you can die for good now"
They slashed at him with a good amount of force.
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He turned to dust instantly, his face one of relief.
Frisk turned to the SAVE star again.
* My LOVE has increased
They walked to the star and touched it.
Frisk 8 LV
Judgements End
* File Saved
They turned around towards the other exit, the one that lead to the CORE, and started walking.
It was time to go and kill everyone else, in a timely manner I hope...