A little notice. There won't be any new chapters for the next two weeks. Exams and stuff. I might update the other story I just posted " WinDing and Aster" ( go check it out) before I 100% immerse myself into my books.

" Do you have any questions for me before I continue Frisk?" asked Gaster

" Um...no. Not really. All of what I was wondering have already been answered. I'll let you know if I have anything to ask." Frisk answered

Gaster nodded.

Everyone in the class room stared at the young queen. She was a beautiful sight to behold. Her smile, so contagious was spread across even the mouth's that never up turned in the slightest. The students, while a bit unruly at times, had respect and therefore stood up and gave a quick bow towards the queen. This action caused Toriel to blush a little bit, her smile spreading a bit further. For some reason, the drab atmosphere that normally loomed about the students was lifted. Breathing was a bit easier and smiling was easier.

" Miss Toriel, excuse me for asking but...how old are you? You look so young and pretty." asked Catherine, a 170 year old purple cat monster

" I am 1,000 my child or 100 in human years." Toriel answered, not at all seeming offended by the question as he has seem some human women react.

" One thousand!" the entire class exclaimed

Toriel chuckled as she explained. " Boss monsters stop aging and having the ability to die at age 200 unless killed violently or...if we have a child. When boss monsters have children, the magic enters them, and the boss will slowly age and die as the child grows. Other than that, we live until the end of time itself."

The students breathed in disbelief. A student raised their hand, asking what a boss monster was. Toriel explained that a boss monster was the biggest and strongest monster of a species. However, the Royal Family were the ultimate boss monsters and thus ruled over the rest.

Toriel clasped her hands together. " Now, enough idle talk children. Can anyone tell me what a soul is?"

Gaster raised his hand first. " The culmination of our very being."

Toriel nodded her head. " Can anyone tell me what keeps a soul together."

Gaster raised his hand once more. " Love, hope and compassion for monsters and determination for humans."

Toriel nodded her head again. " My. Aren't a smart one. Tell me my child, what is your name?"

"Gaster. Miss Toriel."

" Well Gaster, would you like to come up to the front of the class and elaborate?"

" Yes ma'am." Gaster replied as he rose from his eat and walked to the front of the class. Jake took one look at Gaster and scoffed.

" As most of you should know, humans are made mostly of matter and less of magic. On the other hand, monsters are made mostly of magic and only a little bit of physical matter. Some none at all, like ghost type monsters. That is why monsters turn to dust immediately when they die it takes quite a while for humans to dust. As I've said, love. hope and compassion is what keeps monsters together. The most dominant is hope. A monster can live without love and compassion, though it is not recommended but absolutely must have hope. Our hope of seeing the next day or fulfilling our dreams is what keeps our bodies together and wills us to move forward. From my observations, it appears humans don't really have hopes, dreams or any expectations of any kind." Gaster explained.

Arthur shot his hand up. " I can explain humans! Okay so...while a lot of us don't really look forward to much except those grossly optimistic people, we have something to make up for it. Determination like Gaster said. Determination is never giving up. Keep pushing forward to be better than others. To be better than ourselves. Whenever we lose something, we always ask for a re match until we win. It's perseverance on steroids...in layman's terms. I don't have enough information in my brain box to elaborate any further but I'm pretty sure you get the general idea." the emerald eyed boy grinned cheekily.

" Precisely...in layman's terms of course. You may go back to your seat my child. Someone other than Gaster, can you tell me how magic is stored in humans and monsters?" the queen asked.

Everyone looked about the classroom, seeing if anyone would raise their hand.

" I know." Raavi raised his hand. " In monsters, magic is stored through our entire bodies and his constantly produced by our souls in large amounts. That is why we can cast spells and summon attacks and such. We still need to be careful though. If we use too much to cast a spell, we can dust ourselves due to the lack of magic sustaining our bodies. Anyway, since humans don't really have a lot of magic, except for mages, it is all stored in their souls and are revealed through their distinct personality traits."

The skeleton stopped in fear of sucking up Toriel's time. However, a single nod from Toriel remedied the problem as Raavi continued speaking. " There are seven known personality traits, each corresponding to the seven kinds of magic and the colors that represent them. Blue is for Integrity- having strong moral principals. Orange of Bravery- moving forward despite your circumstance. Yellow for Justice...oh yeah- being just. Purple for perseverance- being strong in the face of danger. Wait...I mixed that up. Orange is being strong and Purple is moving forward. Aqua or Cyan or Light Blue, it's really all the same but it represents Patience- waiting and letting this take its course. Kindness is Green-friendly, generous and considerate. It is the hardest to learn or inherit as it is easier to hurt someone that help them. Not much is known about Red other than the fact that its for Determination. No monster ever in recorded history has used Red magic. Some say monsters never will."

" All of you are so smart!" Toriel squealed in delight. This was going to make her job so much more easier. The kids had proven they knew the topic about souls to a point where they could have an intellectual discussion. The information being relay was satisfyingly accurate. This meant that the goat teacher didn't actually need to start from the basics. Then again this was a grade 11 class and should have knowledge prior to. On the other hand, this topic wasn't usually part of the general curriculum even for monster students whose entire syllabus was mostly magic based. To have humans know a great deal about a topic that included practicals which they may never get to participate in was glaze on a very large pie.

" While the young man who just spoke explained the trait tied to each color, can anyone explain what magic is actually performed by each?" the teacher asked.

Surprisingly, Jake raised his hand. Everyone stared nervously at each other.

" Quit it why don't you. I may not be a mage but that doesn't mean I'm not smart enough to learn about it. Blue is gravity based magic and is associated with telekinesis. You can hold objects and lift them around with blue. You can also increase the gravitational pull of a human by administering blue magic directly onto their souls. Orange is a weapon enhancer. If an object is orange, you must move as it passes through you to prevent being hurt. Cyan, Light Blue, Aqua or whatever you want to call it is also a weapon enhancer. But is has the opposite effect of orange. Instead of moving, you stand absolutely still. Green paralyzes people but can also double as healing magic. It depends on how you want to utilize it. Yellow as of now is undefined. Purple is thread magic but still being explored and Red is most definitely undefined." Jake answered, leaving the whole class shocked at the fact his testosterone driven brain didn't lead him on a spiel of useless information.

Toriel was left shell shocked for a moment as well. This class' first impression was far better than the other ones she had to teach before this one.Toriel coughed into her paw, gathering the attention of the students. Murmurs quieted down as attention was redirected towards the queen. Toriel asked for two volunteers, a human and a monster, to participate in a demonstration. Stacy and Lauren the Loox stood up and weaved their way towards the front of the small classroom. Toriel uaed her magic to summon the souls of her students as the class gasped. Stacy's soul was right side up, big and pulsing a vibrant shade of green. Lauren's soul was upside down and shone a bright white.

" Monster souls are upside down while han souls are upright. No one knows the reason why but one day the answer will be found. Her soul is green because her main personality trait is kindness. Do you see the faint lines of off colored green across her soul? This is because..."

"I'm a mage. A mage's soul has off colored lines across their soul. The lines are unstable magic that must be released to prevent injury." Stacy finished

Murmurs broke amongst the class. The goat woman clasped her hands together to silence the class. " Lauren's, as well as every other monster's souls are white because all our personality traits are all balanced out. One does not over power the next. Though there have been cases where a monster soul was white but was faintly outlined in another color. As Toriel said this, Gaster pulled his soul out of his chest and noticed that the glow around it was a faint frowned before putting his soul back into his chest. He didn't want anyone to find out for he had the feeling he would be bombarded with questions. Toriel explained that no one knew the cause of the excess color but assured the students it was not harmful. The monster lived a long and normal life. In fact, the monster was still living now. She was a humanoid fish monster that went by the name of Ursula. The students nodded their heads at this tidbit of information as she asked the two volunteers to sit down.

" Listen my children, you did excellent today. Far better than I actually anticipated. Therefore, the last ten minutes of this class is freetime but you must be silent. If not, then you must write a 500 word essay in what was discussed and bring it back next class as a graded homework assignment."

"Yes ma'am" the class responded.

"Can you summon my soul for me?" Frisk asked as Gaster nodded, bringing their soul out. The floating heart glowed a rich burgundy color. It slowly bobbed up and down in sync with the pulses of faint gold lines that spread in an intricate pattern across the surface of the teen's soul.

Frisk's eyes widened. They were...a mage? But...that should be impossible! Humans on the surface no longer had magic! It died along with the true origins of monsters! If mages were people whose souls were unstable, why hadn't they known until just now? Why didn't they fall sick from a unecesarry magic build up? Why couldn't they use magic on the surface. The body has numerous defense mechanisms. If it was really becoming sick from unbalanced magic then the body should forcibly released it whether Frisk liked it or not. Yet...despite all these important questions, Frisk chose to ask

"What does the gold mean?"

" I do not know. Yellow is justice but this is not yellow." Gaster answered. The old scientist looked at Frisk and noticed they looked as if they had a burning question. He did not know what the question was but mentally shrugged as he took a wild guess and answered.

"Perhaps the gold in your soul is connected to the gold save points you see. Being a mage also makes sense since you are able to save and return to points if time if you die."

" I guess things are adding up. Somewhat. Does me being a mage have anything to do with my Override?" Frisk asked, standing up, stretching until they heard relieving pops and sitting down with crossed legs.

Gaster raised a bony brow on the half of his face that wasn't paralyzed. " Over. Ride?"

Frisk snapped their fingers in realization as they shot up. " Oh yeah! I haven't told you. I see three panels when I die. It was just Reset and Continue at first. Then, Override appeared after my soul switched from red to burgundy. I pressed Override and a bunch of F.U.N values appeared. They seemed to be in numerical order but one was missing. F.U.N 66. I typed it in with a keyboard that appeared and you door showed up so now...here I am!"

But Gaster didn't hear anything. He froze and his eyes went dark after hearing the word Override. It was the ability that cost them the war. It wasn't the fact that humans were that much more powerful than humans. The burgundy soul had existed before and the person was unfortunately a mage. The mage had discovered the ability and completely changed the script. Now that he thought about it, he had seen the burgundy soul unlike what he told Frisk. In fact, he had experienced it before. He knew the owner of the burgundy soul personally. Hell! They went to school together and were in the same class! Gaster fingered the scars on his face absentmindedly. Why would he forget such important things?! Perhaps the events that transpired were so horrible his mind made him forget, similarly to Toriel forgetting she was a teacher.

Frisk noticed Gaster's dark, horrifed and unfocused stare. Had they hit a sore spot? " Um...Gaster? Are you okay?"

Gaster didn't respond, only purple tears drained down his eyesockets. Frisk asked the question again, this time a bit louder and with more concern.

" You are not the first person to have the soul of Rebellion."

Whaaaaaat?! Frisk wasn't the first? Wh was it then? I'm sure the answer is obvious though. Isuck at suspense remember? XD. Anyway, leave a review in the box below. Constructive critiscm critiscm is appreciated. Follow and fave as well if you're interested and want to see what happens next.

Until then...bye!