"Dr. Gaster, the Core is failing!"
Gaster looked up from his work and stared at the messenger. It was his intern. An MhD (Monster of Philosophy), Dr. Alphys. She seemed to be ever more sweaty than she usually was. Her anime-style glasses were on upside-down. She was a hideous wreck. But Gaster didn't mind that. He zoomed past her and scooted into the Main Core Room, where he saw pure power surging out from it. It would not hold for long. He had to do something. So that this world, and all others, would be saved. He knew exactly what he had to do then. And he didn't prefer it. But it was his only chance.
The skeleton dashed past monster co-workers and doctors, all who stared in awe as he ran to the front panel and started pressing buttons in an extremely specific order. "Let's see..." he mumbled under his breath, even though he didn't need to, as the sounds of the collapsing Core invaded the ears of the doctors. "Red button... Yellow... Green... Blue... Switch... Core Management..." Suddenly, he was interrupted by a screaming voice, so shrill that it could indeed be louder than the Core itself.
"Dr. Gaster! Don't do this!"
Gaster didn't look up. All he did was summon a hand to clutch at Dr. Alphys and drag her out of the room, and make her stay there. He wished he didn't have to go this way. But it was the only way to save everything. He pressed the button that had been labeled: "SOUL Transaction" and said Yes to the following question: "Are you sure?" He closed his eyes and tried to think of something less painful. But he couldn't. And his very SOUL was extracted from his being and his body started to fall, as if in slow motion, onto the floor.
His face cracked into scars and, in his final looks, he watched as the Core stabilized. The red lights surrounding it turned back to their original white state. They'd all been saved. They'd... all... been... There was a light. Gaster died. His SOUL shattered, but his body did not turn to dust. His limp body was examined and sobbed over by the released Dr. Alphys. "Dr. Gaster?" She asked, but to no answer.
Alphys, horrified by what had just happened, retreated to her lab deep underground. She had a breakdown there, and sat at her dimly lit desk, drawing up equations and looking up entries in Dr. Gaster's old journals. One entry especially caught her eye, and she ripped it out of the journals, peering over it, and wondering what two people Dr. Gaster had been speaking to. Suddenly, she remembered another thing Gaster had once said. She looked over to a nearby coffin she was holding in a frozen state, in which he was holding Gaster's body.
After a while, she realized what Gaster had told her all those years before. If you'd put a human's DETERMINATION in a monster's SOUL, maybe even a dead one, you could- Her thought process was interrupted by Sans, who'd come down to tell her to take a walk and get some fresh, well, as fresh as she could get, air. She'd been working a skele-ton. After not laughing at Sans' joke, Sans knew something was not right with her, and slipped past her into her lab and discovered what she would soon be doing. Testing on monster SOULs.
With wide eyes, Sans took the entry on which Gaster had written the equations on getting DETERMINATION into a monster SOUL and disappeared. He went to Snowdin. There he went into his house. There he went into his room. And there, he went into his closet. But the closet was no closet. It seemed to stretch on forever. Though it didn't, it was still a mysterious thing, and yet Sans knew about it and thought it as no mystery.
Sans stepped into the mysterious closet, and the door closed behind him. Darkness surrounded him. He turned on his blue eye and saw it. The Entity was sleeping, gaining energy every Timeline that was being born. This Barrier Timeline wouldn't be able to hold it for long. Soon, it would be released, and Gaster would have to pay for his mistakes from beyond the grave. But for now, all Sans had to do was slice off the tiniest sliver of his SOUL every day so that it could devour it, and that would satisfy it.
Sans did it. He screamed in pain. His scream was not heard. He sighed, turned around, looked back at the Entity, gulped, turned back around, and walked out of the Barrier Timeline. But, when he did, there was glitching, twitching, and erasing. He looked around. He panicked. Papyrus ran into the room, his body twitching and turning different shapes. "B-b-b-brother," he started, glitching so much you had to listen closely to understand. "W-w-wha-a-t's-s h-a-a-p-p-p-" Papyrus disappeared.
Sans felt pain. Not just for his brother, but on himself. He looked at his hand. It was disappearing too. He gulped. He didn't exactly know what was happening, but he was sure that whatever it was, something truly terrible would happen after it. But he wouldn't give up just yet! He jumped to his feet and limped out of his room, out of his house, and into the outside world. There, he watched as the town of Snowdin was engulfed by the deathly darkness. He panted. He fell onto his knees. The ground disappeared underneath him. The shopkeeper ran out of her shop and glitched out as she screamed. Grillby was extinguished and twitched out of existence. Everything was falling. Everyone was dying. Everyone, including Sans.
There was darkness. Sans, slowly disappearing, sighed and thought one final thought. He didn't know it at the time, as his thought process was being shattered at that moment, but that thought would prove to be the most important thing that had happened and would ever happen in all Timelines. And as he thought that last thought, his body disappeared, and so did his blue hoodie. All that was left was his skull. And then, his eyes and smile, then his eyes, then just his blue eye.
That single blue eye would be the last, and the first thing that would ever be in existence. Because then, right then, something happened.
reinstalling undertale
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reinstalling deltarune
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running troubleshooting
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running gaster
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cleaning entry number -2
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