Chapter 21: Interlude Pt 5
Sans's consciousness zoomed through time and space. He passed different timelines, universes, even completely different worlds entirely. The universes seemed connected to Sans's timeline, but the other worlds? Those worlds seemed to exist in a different format.
It boggled his mind. Most of these worlds had a so called "hero" killing without hesitation. Others were just normal lives being lived. Some were just things in reality, things that Sans saw on the surface. There were so many possibilities.
"You shouldn't look at those for too long…" A voice behind him said.
Sans immediately recognized the familiar voice. He whirled around embracing his dad, W. D. Gaster. "D-Dad… I-I never thought I'd see you again…"
"As did I…" The taller skeleton answered. "But, this isn't the only reason you are here, correct?" He asked, placing his hands behind his back.
Sans sighed, "I need your help with something. I can explain it in full but-"
"No need." Gaster interrupted. "I have already seen your problems and downfalls. I have something planned already to help us." He turned to the many worlds which were floating in the darkness with no bounds. "Interesting… isn't it?"
Sans looked to the worlds as well. "Yeah, I can't quite figure out what these are…"
"These Sans… are different realities. Anything imaginable can be in one of these worlds. There are an infinite amount, stretching across the void. It makes you seem really small, doesn't it?" Gaster chuckled, "But… we have business… am I right Sans Serif?"
"Heh, yeah G. So… do you have any ideas?"
Gaster grinned, "Why yes I do Sans. Follow me and we can get to business." He walked towards a doorway. "Oh and here is a lab coat for old times sake. I thought it would spruce up everything." He said with a wink.
"Heh, sure thing G. Oh, and please try to not have another CORE incident…" Sans said, glancing to the side.
"Don't worry Sans, this will go perfectly fine." The duo walked into the main room. Gaster's grin widened. After all these timelines… everyone could be free. "Alright Sans! It's finally time to put this into motion!"
"Uh doc? How are you sure this is going to work?" He asked, tilting his head to the side. Sans was worried about all of this. He normally wasn't one to worry, but he had a bad feeling about this.
Gaster scoffed, "Sans, you know me better than anyone. I always check my variables multiple times and make no mistakes. We will have this project done today."
"Look G," Images of the CORE incident flashed through Sans's head. He couldn't let that happen again. "How do we know this won't end up like the last time you said that?" He squinted. "Hell, we aren't even existing in time right now. What happens when you get erased from where you went when you were erased?"
"Don't worry Sans," He waved his hand, opening up a door. "We will end this reset loop." They both walked into a room with a large machine containing a vessel. Gaster grinned at Sans's shocked expression.
"W-Wait," He stuttered, "Gaster that's impossible! Creating a soul requires incredible strength. You can't-"
Gaster shushed Sans. "Exactly, I need something more powerful. Which is why I have this!" He whipped out a container containing a golden shard. It was none other than the amalgamated soul of Chara and Asriel.
Sans's eye sockets widened as his grin faltered. "You can't be serious… You took Asriel's soul? G, you do realize that… how, why?" Sans seemed to realize something horrible. "But… Chara is also combined with that soul. That's dangerous!" He glanced to the side. If Chara got loose again with their own soul… Frisk couldn't force a reset.
"I was able to recover the soul before he died." With his time mechanics of course. "Also, Chara is not a threat if I alter time…" Gaster said. His eyes twinkled with determination. "I can do this, and I will no matter what the cost."
Sans sighed, "There is no stopping you, is there?"
"You know me too well Sans." Gaster grinned. He placed the shard in the vessel of the machine. Sans recognized it as an upgraded DT Extractor similar to his.
The fragment began to hover in the vessel. Gaster had to admit, this was an insane idea. But, he had seen stranger things happen. If this did not work, the timeline would fall. Everything depended on this one moment.
Gaster motioned for Sans to operate a control panel near the back. He, himself, was flipping various levers. 'Soul essence extraction active.' "Let's hope this works Sans." Gold essence began spewing out of the soul and into various tubes. 'Soul creation in progress.' "IT'S WORKING SANS!" He yelled. The gold shard was gone and was being replaced by a red, full, heart.
Gaster could not believe his eyes. It had worked! "A human soul, infused with the magic of the Dreemurr family and the strength of Chara." Gaster tossed the soul upwards, watching in awe as it floated back to his hand.
Sans was shocked. How had this crazy idea worked? "Uh G? Now where and how are you going to place it in time? That's not an easy feat." There HAD to be a catch. Sans wouldn't believe it. Would all of this finally come to an end?
"I am positive that the prince's death would be an optimal place to put project S-3. It would make him realize his hatred for humanity." His eyes lit up with an idea. "I know… put him with Chara. Maybe it will soften that hard soul of theirs." He chuckled. "And for the how… all I need to do is inject it with determination, the ability to change fate." Sans was getting nervous about all of this. How had Gaster already thought this all through? Well, the monster knew much already…
"But what about afterwards? The kid would reset anyway because they can't save Asriel. That's nearly a one hundred year gap." Here was the catch. Sans was now certain this wouldn't work.
His smile widened. "I will extract it from the timeline, kill anyone close to it, and there. It will be like only a few years have passed. "He won't even know he was gone."
This was barbaric. Sans was a judge for King Asgore. He would look into people's souls and judge them for their sins. This was not right. Sans turned back to Gaster, "And… you're just going to torture him like this? Why can't you just let him know his purpose instead of alluding it to him?" No one deserved to be put through this.
Gaster's expression turned grim. "It's for the greater good Sans. It will see that. And if it knew, it would revolt immediately. We need all things to go according to plan."
"Yeah? Well why do you have to kill everyone? And what's with the 'it' thing. Can't you just-"
Gaster lashed out. He grabbed Sans by the wrist in a death hold. "SANS YOU WILL NOT DISOBEY BE! I AM HELPING YOU ESCAPE THE RESET LOOPS. BE GRATEFUL!"
"Dad… I-"
Gaster let go, clutching his head. What had he just done? "I-I'm sorry Sans. It's just that I cannot stand seeing my own sons suffer anymore. What would the life of one mean against the lives of many? And when… he… has served his purpose, I'm sure he will see what hope he has brought to us."
"But, is there any other way?"
"I'm afraid not Sans. This is the only way to prevent the resets." He said with regret. "This is our last chance. It can even bring me back!" Gaster exclaimed.
Sans's hope came back in an instant. "Y-You really think so? You really think this soul will be able to do that?"
Gaster wouldn't want to tell Sans exactly how the human would bring him back. That would only lead to further resistance. "Sans, I need to ask you a favor. Take care of this human. You must keep them on the correct path."
"You got it G!"
"Alright then Sans, I assume you have a timeline waiting for you?"
Sans turned back to where they had come from. "Heh, yeah, see you on the other side?" He asked reluctantly.
"I'll see you too Sans." Gaster said waving. Sans walked through the door, leaving his dad behind. His consciousness was pulled away from the lab, and brought back to reality.
Gaster bowed his head and turned to a room with a grey door. This had always been the room he hated the most. It reminded him of past failures. Countless timelines that had fallen… But, that was not why he was here.
Clutching the soul, Gaster made his way to a red thread stretching across the room. This was the current timeline. It branched out in many different paths, but one shone brighter than the others. This was the current path the anomaly was taking.
The timeline would have to be reset for this to work, however. But, Frisk would be sure to do that. The human knew a good bit about timelines. Gaster stretched his hands over the thread. The soul hovered before him, pulsing vibrantly. Gold spread across the thread, reaching back to a few years before Asriel's death so it could remember everything.
If his calculations were correct, the human would be around ten by the time of Asriel's death. Then, Gaster would have to extract him from the timeline. But, it would probably take a year to get rid of anyone close to him.
Gaster let the gold stretch another year before cutting it off. He then began forming the new thread, one hundred years later. There would need to be a bit of time before Frisk would fall, to allow time for the human to mature. Then, the plan could be set into motion.
It was complete. The timeframe was perfectly set and the soul was ready to transport. All they had to do is wait for a reset and the changes would be permanent. Gaster could already feel time slipping away. He shut his eyes as the timeline shifted.
*Timeline saved...
Did you guys see where the fourth wall fell? Whoooooooops
Sorry I just had to xD
The next chapter will finish off the interlude and bring us back to the regular story.
ALTERNATE ENDING TO THE CHAPTER
Sans's consciousness zoomed through time and space. He passed different timelines, universes, even completely different worlds entirely. The universes seemed connected to Sans's timeline, but the other worlds? Those worlds seemed to exist in a different format.
It boggled his mind. Most of these worlds had a so called "hero" killing without hesitation. Others were just normal lives being lived. Some were just things in reality, things that Sans saw on the surface. There were so many possibilities.
Suddenly, a human wearing a red hoodie, with a computer in his hand, appeared from thin air. He frowned before saying, "This isn't a crossover."
Suddenly teh world blew up and everyone ded
Teh End
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