Chara is a girl in this fic by the way, I always thought of her as such.

Flowers and the distinct smell of dust filled the room. Petals got stuck in my hair.

"My child! What's going on!?" Toriel asked.

"That person... they said you name. Do you know them?" Asgore asked.

"Punk!" Undyne shouted, "You know what's going on?"

"Wowie that's a bunch of Flowey clones." Papyrus stated.

"Those aren't clones you idiot! They are normal flowers!" Flowey hissed. "Watch it. " Sans said with a glare. Even with Flowey's lack of facial features... he looks scared.

"Greetings." I voice said, her physical form slowly becoming more apparent, "I'm Chara." A young girl in a green and yellow striped shirt appeared on a bed of golden flowers. She wore a heart shaped locket.

"Chara!?" Toriel gasped, "What—how?"

"Let's take a look at the menagerie!" Chara said, looking at all of us, her gaze caught mine, "Aw look! The trash is surrounded by more trash!"

"Chara I'm sorry!" I cried.

Her face went from gleefull to dark and serious in a millisecond, it reminded me of a certain skeleton. "Sorry? Sorry! How about you say that to—-." Chara started to shout, but then she stopped. She looked around at the scared and confused monsters in the room. A ghost of a smile formed on her lips. "Well, I guess they'll just have to watch through it themselves." She said.

"What!?" I shouted, "You may have a grudge against me, but you can't do that to everyone else here!"

Chara glared at me, "You don't realize how hypocritical you are being right now."

"Hypocritical?" I asked, "What are you talking about?"

She scowled, her dark red eyes looked like fire, "Of course you wouldn't understand!" She shouted, "You haven't—-." Then she calmed down, her eyes shifted to a warm brown color. "I won't say anything else." She said.

"Chara, please." I said, "I don't understand—."

"But you will." She interrupted, "I won't say anything! My lips are sealed! It's your job to explain! What a wonderful idea."

"Chara, my child! Why are you here?" Toriel cried—almost pleaded.

Chara looked at her mother with kind eyes, she almost looked sad and sorrowful. "You will find out soon enough, mom." Chara answered.

She suddenly started to fade away into petals and shadow, the wind started to pick up again. Chara glared at me, her face fighting to keep a physical form, "Have fun, Frisk."

"Wowie," Papyrus said at after a moment of silence, "That was weird."

"No kidding... Punk what was that?!" Undyne asked me.

"I don't know." I muttered, but deep down I did know. The Genocide path... it seemed unavoidable long ago. Curiosity overtook me in the past, I reset and hurt everyone. I knew that. But what I didn't know is that I hurt her as well. "It's all my fault." I whispered, no one could hear.

A piece of paper suddenly appeared near my feet. I picked it up and read it.

"My child?—- Oh! You found a note!" Toriel said, suddenly appearing over my shoulder, "Do you mind reading it out loud?"

"N-not at all... I don't mind." I stammered, my legs feel like jelly.

"Welcome to my Theatre!" I read aloud, "Please sit down and watch Undertale the Musical: Genocide Package! Please try to refrain from killing/maiming Frisk! I hope you enjoy the show."

"Killing?" Toriel questioned.

"Maiming!?" Toriel said louder, "Oh gosh! What are they talking about?!"

"I guess there is, um, another musical we have to watch?" Alphys said.

"Wowie! How many musicals do we even have?" Papyrus thought aloud. We all sat down in our seats. Sans didn't look so well...

"Are you ok?" I whispered to Sans.

"Oh, just great. I'm doing swell!" He said, sarcasm dripped from his words.

"I'm sorry... Really." I said, looking down at the floor, "I didn't mean to—."

"Save it." Sans said, his eyes darkening.

The screen lighted up with words. Words in a language I didn't understand, they reminded me of the ones in the true lab. The weird symbols on one of the entries, I forget which number... The monsters looked confused as well, they must've never seen a language like this as well. Alphys' eyes shined with recognition.

"I feel like I've seen that before." Alphys said, unsure.

"Can you read it? What does it say?!" Undyne asked. Alphys just shook her head in response.

Finally, Sans spoke up, "I can, uh, read it." He said.

"Go on." Mettaton proded.

"Entry Number Thirteen." Sans translated, "Dark, Darker, yet Darker. The darkness keeps growing. The shadows cutting deeper. Photon reading negative. This next experiment... seems very, very, interesting. What do you two think?"

The words sent chills down my spine... but why? The other monsters looked—for a lack of a better word—'weirded-out' as well. Even Sans looked on edge, and he's the one who can read the damn thing!

"Wowie! Brother, I didn't know you could read other languages." Papyrus said, "Wait... why can you read other languages?" He asked.

"Oh. That's Wing-Dings. It's like a joke font..." Sans answered, "Although, now that I think about it... I don't remember learning how to speak it..."

"That's strange." Asgore said.

Sans shrugged, "Probably just a skeleton thing."

The screen changed scene to purple walls of the ruins. A human in a striped shirt—me—can be seen, their foot steps rhythmic and her eyes are soulless. Their eyes caught gaze of a Froggit, and is brutally stepped on and I stabbed with a small stick. Dust spreads across the small hallway.

"What!?" Undyne shouted, she looked over at me, waiting for an answer.

The rest of the monsters stayed quiet, almost in shock.

"It's another timeline." I explained, miserably, "This is a reality where I hurt everyone."

"A-another reality— you mean... right?" Alphys asked. I stayed silent.

"Yeah! You- you wouldn't do that! This must be some fake or something!" Papyrus said, he didn't sound as sure in himself as normal.

I stayed silent.

"Right?!" Undyne asked, waiting for me to answer 'Yeah! That punk isn't me!'... but of course that's a lie.

I grimanced, my fingers digging into my thighs. I stayed silent.

"My child... You aren't saying what I think your well— not— saying..." Toriel said, "The resets where regrettable, but surely you never did... this."

"Mom." I muttered. "Everyone." I said a little louder, "I'm so sorry!" I cried, my voice cracked.

"You've killed us before?!" Undyne shouted.

I nodded, still sobbing. "Mu-multiple times." I stuttered through tears. "C-can y-you forgive me?" I asked, I couldn't see the monsters faces through my waterfall of tears.

"My child." Toriel said, clutching me in an embrace, "You changed for the better. And we are here now, on the surface... None of us remember anything about this... dusting I mean... Just promising me one thing. Don't do it again, ok?" She asked.

I nodded furiously, unable to coherently speak through the sobs. Toriel gave me reinsurance... but her words aren't entirely true. Two monsters— of my knowledge— remember. And no matter how many sobs and sorries I sputter out, it will ever change their memories or reset their minds. They will be in mental turmoil forever and I can't help but think, no matter what you say...

That it's my fault.


Personally, I think I let Frisk get off the hook really easily with Toriel... but I guess Toriel is ultra forgiving goat mom, and I don't want to delay this chapter anymore.

Due to popular demand I added entry 17, so you can say that they are technically reacting to something this chapter... ha!

This is like, last chance for you to request something for Genocide... kinda... so if you have an idea, probably should comment something about it quick... I already have a few stuff planned...

Thank you for reading and I hope you enjoyed!