A/N So uh, literally everything has been changed, like I promised. Better chapter.

Asgore lifted his trident, and brought it down on Harley's neck, impaling him.

Harley's SOUL appeared, and Asgore gently began to capture it…

Only for it to glow brightly, and return to his body.

Asgore gazed in surprise at the little flower beside Harley, whose evil smile was beginning to fade into shock.

"The… hell?" Flowey asked, speaking to no one.

Asgore gazed down at the flower, and then at Harley.

"What… What have I become?" Asgore asked himself. "I have gone from simply murdering kids… to killing this one in cold blood. And for what?"

Seemingly forgotten, Flowey sat quiet, listening to Asgore's ramblings.

"Tori…" He muttered, stepping away from Harley. "What have I done…"

Flowey noticed something behind Asgore.

"The human SOULs!" He gleefully thought, and he began to carefully make his way over to them.

Asgore pulled his trident free of Harley's neck and watched as the wound began to close.

Harley began to shudder as air began to flow through his airways, and he rose.

"How… how am I alive?" Harley asked weakly. "I was supposed to die… I wanted to die."

"Your SOUL refused." Asgore told him grimly. "It seems that it is not yet your time to die."
"It sure would have made my life easier!"

Asgore and Harley glanced down towards the barrier and saw Flowey sitting there, a wide grin on his face.

And the SOUL containers…

"Are with me." Flowey said, seemingly reading Harley's thoughts. "All I need is one more."

Asgore bared his teeth, and readied his trident, preparing to charge forwards. But before he could move, a large vine shot out of the ground and slammed into the center of his chest.

Without a sound, Asgore faded into dust, his SOUL shattering a few moments later.

"No!" Chara screamed.

More vines began to erupt around Harley, surrounding the two of them in a wall of growth. One particular vine snaked out, Sans, Papyrus, and Frisk entangled in its arm.

"You see, I brought these guys in case I needed their SOULs. However…" He released the three of them. "I think I am going to enjoy killing all four of you at once!" He laughed maniacally, and vanished, a large television sitting where he once was.

Frisk facepalmed. "This again." she muttered, as she watched as Flowey began to transform into a monster of nightmarish proportions. His vines swelled and grew, two snaking up to the ceiling, and two changing form into two massive "hands" with spikes on the end. Out of his television, he began to grow tubes, six looping around him, surrounding two eyes that had grown out of nowhere, and the rest shooting upwards, connecting him to the ceiling, and lifting him up. Lastly, a narrow, pinkish snout with two eyes, one on each side, grew out, most of which was the mouth, which had layer upon layer of teeth.

Omega Flowey gazed down at them and began to laugh, his horrifically evil voice filling the room. He gazed down at Papyrus, who was standing over-

"Sans's clothes?" Harley asked in shock.

"Sans only has one hp. I imagine that Flowey wasn't too gentle with him."

Harley growled. "Time to slay a demented flower, then."

"Aww, do you miss your brother?" Flowey simpered. "Don't worry, Papyrus. I can show you where he is."

"Y-YOU CAN?"

"Yeah, just come here! Stand in front of me." Flowey's voice jumped from friendly to demonic and with every word, Harley can clearly hear how powerful he truly was.

Papyrus hesitated, glancing at Harley, and stood, walking in front of Flowey. He pulled off his sword and tossed it to Harley, who caught it.

"Pap, no!" Harley yelled, but he was too late. Flowey shot down, snatching Papyrus up in his jaws, and began to chew. Papyrus's scream of pain was cut short, and dust began to trickle out of Flowey's slavering jaws.

"Wow." Frisk commented. "That was brutal."

Flowey burped. "Who's next?"

Harley unsheathed his sword. "I'm going to kill him."

"You might want to watch out!" Frisk shouted, and the two of them began to run as Flowey began to launch volleys of bombs at them, following up with shooting fire at them. The fire scorched a bit of Harley's arm, but he ignored it. Reaching Flowey's massive arm, he swiped at it, only for his sword to barely graze his skin.

Flowey chuckled, and a large warning appeared on the screen, an image of the Soul of Patience flashing on the screen. Then, Flowey vanished.

In his place, a blue Soul floated in front of Harley, and Frisk was gone from his side, probably dealing with her own Soul.

Knives began to fling themselves at Harley, who dodged to the side, avoiding them. Eventually, he saw could see the faint image of a child crying in the distance.

"Please! Stop fighting!" He cried out. "I want to help you!"

The head perked up, and he swore he could see her smile. An image flashed past his mind, of a woman wrapped in black and white holding a spear with one of Sans's cannons floating above her (strangely, he couldn't see Sans) before he heard a faint "Thank you." whisper in his mind, and the soul vanished, only to be replaced by the dark blue soul of Integrity.

Harley gritted his teeth, and Chara spoke in his mind.

"You ready?"

"Hell yeah."

Frisk groaned as the Soul of Kindness appeared.

She had already dealt with the Souls of Bravery and Perseverance, both of which seemed to be reluctant to accept her aid.

She didn't care. She just needed to kill Flowey so she could finish off Harley.

The familiar frying pans appeared above her, raining down their contents onto her. She easily dodged them, and yelled out, "Stop your shit, child! I'm trying to help!"

The Soul stopped attacking, but something happened. It floated down and took on the shape of a young girl, which gazed at her.

"Frisk, you are cruel and brutal, and yet you call on the power of Kindness. What makes you think I will help? That any of us will help? You are no better than the God who controls us!"

"You will help me because I told you to." Frisk answered arrogantly. "You will help because I am the superior being in the Underground, not Flowey."

The Soul of Kindness shook its head. "You are wrong. I will be helping, but I won't be helping you. I will be helping the other Soul of Determination, who has rescued the fragment of the first human from her Hatred. Who tried to give his life to save a race."

"He's a fool, child."

"No, Frisk. You are a fool. And you will realize it soon. And one day, when you hold the one you love in your arms, remember this - No matter what you do, you shall never be happy, for I will prevent it. There is no redemption possible that makes up for all of the pain you have caused."

Frisk scoffed. "Just hurry up, child. We have a flower to slay."

The Soul of Kindness vanished, and Frisk appeared in front of Flowey, who was trying to get Harley off his head.

"Oh, there you are!" Flowey cackled. "Now I can kill you both!"

"Think again!" Frisk cried, and she began to dodge Flowey's attacks, racing for his arm-

Until Harley slammed his sword into Flowey's head, penetrating the television. An explosion launched Harley off of the set, and Flowey cried in pain.

"Nooo! How could you do this!" He shouted. "How could you-!"

"Be so absolutely stupid!"

They both appeared in front of Flowey, who had a troll faced grin on his smug little face.

"Did you really think that would work?" Flowey cackled. "Die."

A beam shot out of Flowey's mouth, and slammed into the both of them, killing them instantly.

Vines impaled them, their blood splattering everywhere.

Laser.

Vines.

They were pulled into Venus flytraps, screaming as they died.

Flowey swallowed them whole, forcing them to see as they were forced down his slimy throat.

Flowey slammed his plant hands together, impaling and squashing the two of them, leaving two stains of blood and gore on his hands.

Another laser beam annihilated them.

Vines.

Venus Flytrap.

Flowey moved quick, biting them cleanly in half, and began to chew slow, making their last sights his horrific teeth.

He hailed bombs on them, spreading their limbs everywhere.

Flowey hit them with his flames, laughing as they screamed until they were nothing but piles of ash.

Flowey watched them, cackling as he surrounded them with his "Friendliness Pellets." "It's time to die, kids." He laughed maniacally as the pellets grew closer and closer, and right before they hit-

They disappeared.

Flowey looked confused. "Wait, what happened?"

Of of his body, the six souls he absorbed floated out of his body, and began to spin around him. The room began to shake, and Flowey's howls filled the air.

"No! No! This can't be happening! No! What are you doing! You we supposed to obey me!"

There was a huge flash of white, and then, nothing.

When Harley and Frisk could see again, they were standing in front of a broken, beaten down Flowey. His head was slumped over, and he had petals missing.

"...go ahead. What are you waiting for? Finish it." he told them.

Frisk didn't wait. She took a step forward, and stamped on Flowey, reducing him to ash.

Harley seized her arm. "The hell are you doing!" He shouted.

Frisk punched him in the chest, making him release her and stumble back. "What I always do, Harley. This changes nothing!" She picked his sword off the ground, and strode over, impaling him on the blade. "I still hate you, Harley. I still wish you were dead!" She ripped the blade free and dropped it. Harley fell to his knees, and Frisk turned away.

"I know you may be thinking I lost Harley. That if you don't RESET, I can't ever return. And you'd be right. All I can do is go to the surface. But I still won, Harley. I killed you, and my actions lead to Papyrus and Sans being killed. I no longer need to worry."

Harley struggled to stand, grabbing the sword that she had dropped as she rambled.

"And who knows what I will do from there? Thanks to you, I just need LV to use magic so I will be the strongest human on the surface! So I just need to kill some humans, and gain some LV! Sounds easy enough, right! I will become what I was always meant to be, Frisk, the Goddess of this World!" She laughed, and turned to face Harley. She was shocked to see that he was right behind her, with the blade aloft.

"Heads up!" He shouted, and he swung the blade like a baseball bat, decapitating Frisk for the second time in two timelines. Her body and head fell to the ground, and Harley dropped the sword, falling to his knees.

"You need to RESET, Harley. You are dying."

Harley nodded, coughing up blood. He weakly summoned his options and hit Reset.

The Void.

Harley looked around and was welcomed by the now-familiar room. The one where he always met Chara.

"Harley!" Chara ran over and hugged him. "I was worried you wouldn't return!"

"Yeah, so was I." Harley replied, putting an arm around her. "I seem to be that one Glitch that refuses to go away."

"Yes, you certainly are a stubborn one." Gaster's voice spoke out of the abyss. "Now, Harley, you have succeeded in one of the tasks I handed you. Now, you still need to complete the next."

"I am aware, Gaster. But…" Harley glanced at Chara and noticed something different about her, but he couldn't quite put his finger on what it was.

"No time to dilly-dally. She resides in your head, and you two can speak another time."

"He's right." Chara told Harley.

"I know…"

Chara laid a hand on Harley's chest.

"I will help you, Harley. I will guide you as you complete this Pacifist Route." Her brown eyes flashed with Determination.

"Brown!?"

"Chara, your eyes, theyre… brown?!"

She smiled. "Yes, they are. They were only red because of the overflowing Determination inside me and controlling me. It might also be the reason why yours are, too.

"Hurry up!" Gaster snipped impatiently.

"Okay okay, I'm going!"
Harley pulled out his options and gazed at them. Raising his hand and looking up at Chara, he saw her nod.

Harley slammed his hand on the button, and vanished.

A/N The chapter has been changed!