A/N: HELLOOOOO EVERYBODY! Just got Dark Souls 3 a couple days ago. I've beaten Iudex Gundyr and Vordt, and I've found my way to the old village at the foot of the High Wall of Lothric. JESU CRISTO that game is hard.

ANYWAYS, last chapter introduced probably my favorite convoluted plot point that's been planned since this idea's inception, with Papyrus' death being a close second to that. Speaking of, I imagined the Starman would talk like Soundwave from the Generation One Transformers cartoon.

Moving on, now begins the shortened version of the journey to Haven. It's kind of a shame that we didn't go to Vacuo at all in this. I had such a good idea for something that could've happened there, involving dust storms, except instead of dust, it would be Dust. I don't really know how it would work, but I really did think of it as a possibility.

I should probably just go with the canon of my Omake and say that the film crew didn't have the budget to film in such dangerous conditions.


"So if we decide to believe you, then your story is that…you were bored…"

"yeah."

"...So you just opened a random portal to another timeline, possibly almost destroying what's left of the space-time continuum, and just stole another version of yourself, and some random thing from that timeline. WHY?"

"come on, frisk, gimme a break. i go out for some good, old-fashioned fun once and you act like i'd burnt down a village."

"Sans, this is not a laughing matter. This is your existence, we're talking about! You know what happens if there's an uninformed alternate version of us that meets an informed version! Goodbye Universe!"

"yeah, but i'm me, and any me is always informed. i'm the arbiter of this world, remember?"

"Well…I'm still worried, either way. It doesn't help that there's a younger, alive you joining us for our seriously dangerous journey to what very well could be certain death."

"look buddy. i know that you know that i know that you've had some seriously screwed up stuff happen to you in the underground in all those resets. but i had a pretty decent series of adventures when i was still alive and kickin'. me can handle it."

*Putting up with this is going to be a chore. You can already feel that. Although, looking ahead at your not-so-far-away objective, it makes it seem as though things won't be as bad as it is right now. You give Sans a gentle knock on the back of his skull and slow your pace to match the rest of your group.


Coming up on a small town, the group of adventurers stopped to look around. Finding nothing around the town, they began knocking on the doors of houses.

No answer.

The houses were searched, and still, there wasn't any sign of life. Not even animals. Not even Grimm.

"What happened here?" asked Ruby.

"Well, that's just it. We all have no idea," Jaune concluded.

"There has to be some clue as to where the people of this village went, though, right?" Blake said.

"An entire village's population, animals, people, and everything else can't just up and vanish, sure. There must be a reason," Pyrrha added.

"Well, we won't get anything found out if we all just stand here. Maybe there are clues up ahead," Asriel said, feeling uneasy at the thought of a deserted village, thinking of what could have caused the disappearance.

All walking out of the village, the team saw someone hunched over, a raggedy beige cloak covering their body. Rushing to the person, they all huddled around them. A flurry of questions flew about their mouths for a moment.

Then the cloaked figure stood and yawned.

"You know, I've been waiting here for a very long time. It was very rude of you all to keep me waiting like that," he said.

"Who are you?" Ruby asked.

"Me? Why, I'm just a lowly traveler, simply trying to get by. What do you think I am, darling silver-eyed warrior?"

"I have a baaaad feeling about this," Asriel said, unintentionally bleating.

The tattered cloak suddenly flew off the man, somehow leaving his shoulders without a single hint of motion from him. His clothes were bloody. Still wet.

That would explain where the people of that village went, Frisk thought

"Oh, sonny, you should get a chill outta this. I…am Tyrian. And my life belongs only to the goddess!"

"Goddess? What goddess?" asked Chara.

"Surely you must be joking. You've never heard of Salem?"

"Never. She sounds very interesting though. Where could I find her, should I ever want to share in her bountiful power, Tyrian?" Chara asked, trying his hardest to butter Tyrian up.

"Well…I'd rather not say, but…I can't necessarily deny you. You did ask so nicely too. To share in Salem's power, it's best to look to the start. All this hate of faunus and monster should begin and end at the heart. If you can't find her, it'll sure be a bore, as the resulting chaos could have ended in that war."

"Begin…End…Faunus and Monster hate…Start…Heart…Bore…War…Are you giving us clues?"

"You could say that. Then again, you could say a lot of things. Excuse me now, dearest fools, for I simply must be going. Important things need doing!" Tyrian shouted as he left.


"Okay…What…Faunus and Monster hate…begin and end at the heart. What heart? The start of Faunus and Monster hate…should begin and end at the heart. Bore seems irrelevant…he might've just said that to rhyme. Hmm…'the resulting chaos could have ended in that war. What war?" Chara mumbled, rambling to himself as he walked.

"Well…Let's think. Why were Faunus discriminated against?" Jaune asked, trying to give Chara ideas.

"I skipped history, genius. You tell me."

"Because they were different from humans. So Faunus and Monster hate started around the time the Faunus civil rights movements started, and around the time the Monsters left the Underground. When was that?"

"Again, I don't know, Jaune. You're the smart one here. You. Tell. Me."

"That was in the immediate fallout from the Faunus-Human War, which famously ends in the signing of a treaty of peace, and an agreement to give the Faunus Menagerie, in an attempt to placate them. That began Faunus-aimed racism. We can end it there, if we knew where it was. Now…where was the treaty signed?"

"Damn it, Jaune, stop doing that! I don't know! Just tell me!"

"The relatively large island off the North-Eastern coast of Vale. Vytal. Vytal just so happens to be in the center, or the heart, of every map of Remnant."

"And that means…"

"That I just figured out Tyrian's clue. Whoever this 'Salem' is, she's operating somewhere on Vytal."


A/N: Bit of a short chapter tonight, but I thought I'd get one thing straight before someone tries to correct me. At some point in this chapter, Sans said "me can handle it." I meant for him to say that. THERE IS ABSOLUTELY NO ERROR HERE. Sure, it looks like caveman talk on the screen, but what he means in that sentence is "That version of me can handle it." He's just a jokester, and tried to make it sound funny.

That, and another thing. I'm thinking of ending this story sometime soon. NOT IN LIKE TWO OR THREE CHAPTERS, BUT JUST SOON. And I've been thinking. Does ANYBODY want a "years later" sort of epilogue like I've done with my stupid, less successful stories, or do you want an epilogue highlighting previous or alternate timelines in which people from RWBY are in some way involved in Undertale, or the events of RWBY are impacted by Undertale in a different way, or showcasing an Undertale AU version of this new, RWBY-crossed world?

EXAMPLES FOR REFERENCE: 1. A chapter that takes place about 10 years after the end of the story.

2. The timeline in which Ruby takes Chara's place as Frisk's companion when travelling through the Underground.

3. A timeline where the Monsters leave the Underground the SAME YEAR as the start of RWBY's canon, instead of 9 years before.

4. Underfell/Mafiatale/Underswap/Underfresh except it changes everyone in RWBY too.