**Author's Note: Chapters 26-29 are explanations of Jewel's past and powers. Chapter 27-29 contain some sensitive material for certain viewers. There are no graphic scenes, but they are alluded to. Trigger warnings include child abuse, child rape, murder and suicide. These chapters are not necessary but they do go into detail about certain events and how they shaped her life. It is still a T-rated fic, just a warning to those who prefer to avoid such topics. Thank you.**
Chapter 26 – Storytime: MagicError was losing his mind. It had been four days. He hadn't been able to find her… He checked everywhere Nightmare might have hidden her, nearly getting caught and found out. He had searched high and low in the castle, he searched any AU they had ever used as a base for a mission, whatever it took! But he couldn't find her.
He came back to the Doodlesphere at a loss. What else could he do? No! He couldn't give up! But when he walked through, he saw Ink, Sans and Red all sitting, chatting… and he felt his marrow boil.
"The fuck do you think you're doing?"
"Oh, hey Error!" Ink grinned.
"How can you just sit around?! Jewel's still missing! She's-!"
"She's back there," Sans casually pointed to where she had gone with Dream a few hours prior.
"What..?" Error stood in disbelief.
"She came back 'bout four hours ago," Red shrugged. "We've been waitin'—"
Error didn't even wait for Red to finish, he just started running.
"Guess that's our cue," Sans chuckled as he stood up.
Error ran as fast as his legs could carry him until he came upon her. He saw Blueberry in her lap, being held and it almost infuriated him but right now his relief that she as back kept him from being a homicidal dictator. That, and the strange aura around her… He didn't know why but he felt hesitant to get close to her… but his feet moved on their own.
Jewel heard the soft footfalls before the other two and she turned, her smile beaming as she saw him. "Error!"
Her eyes… they were… it was like when she protected him. Why were they that off-white? He started to panic a little. Had something happened? This wasn't her! "J-Jewel?" he trembled.
"Error?" she questioned, then she remembered what she was emitting. "Oh, I'm sorry… it's okay, Error, really."
"What… is that?" Sans questioned, coming up behind Error, noticing him beginning to tremble. "Dude, you okay?"
"Sh-shit…" Red muttered, starting to feel himself shake a little. "Th-the fuck?"
"What's going on?" Ink blinked, looking at them.
"Dream, we better stop," she said and Dream pulled his hand back, his aura fading, and in turn, so did Jewel's. It was confusing, and Blueberry stared at the two trembling skeletons.
"What's wrong with them?" Blueberry asked as he got up with Jewel.
"It's my aura. Well, that aura," Jewel said as she walked over. Her eyes were back to normal, the steel-blue they were.
She put a hand on Red's shoulder, getting him to look up. "Take a deep breath," she told them. Red was easily able to do so, taking a breath and able to calm down.
Error, however, was trembling like someone was actively trying to touch him. The neckless under his shirt, as he still only had his red t-shirt on with the partially torn sleeve and tiny drip of black ink, started to glow. Jewel moved closer to him, blocking everything else from his line of sight for a moment.
"Error… come on, Error, listen to me." She didn't dare touch him while he was in this state, he might react violently without realizing. Sure, they had gotten closer, but he still had issues with contact. Especially if he wasn't aware. "Everything's fine, just take a deep breath."
A shaky breath escaped past his teeth and he slowly started to blink again. He looked up at her, seeing her eyes normal once again and he started to feel better. Still… he laced her fingers with his strings and tethered her hand to his own again, pulling those strings taught, as if trying to grab her without actually touching her.
"The hell is going on?" Sans questioned. Then he looked between the two. His mind wracked for answers. Only Red and Error were affected? Blueberry and Dream seemed just fine inside of her aura and he and Ink weren't affected by simply being outside of it like they were.
"That's… well…" Jewel sighed a little, tightening the strings with Error to give him a little stability. "That was… my… purity aura."
"Purity aura?" Ink parroted, questioning. "You've never broken it out before, why now?"
"Well, it wasn't really my choice." She glanced back as Dream and Blueberry started getting closer. "Dream and I just kind of… well, reflect off of one another. It just kind of… happened when he was healing me."
"So, Dream's aura makes people feel happy, what does yours do?" Ink asked, one of his eyes a question mark. "And why did these two freak out?"
"Because of karma," Jewel pointed out. "The purity aura is just that. Pure good karma. It's part of my defensive magic. It protects those with pure souls, like Blueberry and Dream, while others who have LV…"
"So it's kind of like a repellent?" Sans questioned.
"Well, not quite. But it can make those with higher LV extremely uncomfortable. It kind of… well, it's like that silent judge, ya know? Even though there is none, you feel subconscious about everything."
"So, what, ya tried ta make me feel guilty for da choices I've had to make?" Red questioned, sort of glaring at her.
"That's not the point of it, but it… well, it is a side effect, and trust me, I'm not immune either."
"What do you mean, it's your aura," Dream pointed out.
"Actually… that's not… entirely accurate…" Jewel sweated.
"What… are you talking about?" Sans carefully questioned.
Jewel sighed a little before glancing down at Error, who had been silent. He was just staring up at her.
"I'll explain as best I can. Can you just… give us a minute?" she asked.
"Of course," Dream answered for everyone, starting to shuffle everyone toward the portals.
Once they were alone, Jewel looked back down at Error. "Hey, it's okay."
Error stared at her for a moment before with a shaky hand touched her cheek. He started glitching heavily but he wouldn't stop. "You're hurt?" he asked first.
"Not much anymore, Dream took care of it. I've… never taken soul damage before so it was new to me," she admitted a little sheepishly.
"The karma from Dust shouldn't have… not with you. From what you've told me… I don't understand."
"I know. It's… something everyone's about to learn, unfortunately," she sighed.
Error looked at her a little concerned. "You don't want to tell us, do you?"
"Not really, no." She turned back to him. "Would you want to tell people how you work? About your poor eyesight and the real reason you need your strings in battle?"
"Heh, fair point," he muttered. "But this isn't a… weakness, right?"
"No, it's… how it works. And how weird it is… and what's wrong with me…"
"Jewel, there's not-!"
"Please, Error, we both know I'm hardly normal," she tried to chuckle. But she sighed, leaning into his touch a bit. "But, I, uh… have a favor to ask."
"What?" he asked, slowly pulling his hand back as he looked at her, seriously. He didn't like the tone in her voice.
"Blueberry mentioned… how you'd pull up timelines to show him things from your past…"
Error tensed a little. "You want me… to just… show them? So you don't have to talk about it?"
"I… would probably be better than listening to me drone on and avoiding things and jumping around, making no sense… could follow the timeline of events that brought us to this point."
"You realize that there's no… filter with that, right? They'd see it as everything happened. Not even how you'd remember it, how it really went down. Watching my own, I've realized how much I had forgotten."
"Better for them to judge me, I suppose."
Error looked at her before looking down at the ground. "It'd… take time for me to dig these up, I wasn't involved. Your world doesn't even exist anymore, I don't have a point to which I could…" How was he going to find these timelines?
"Couldn't you load them up from my soul?"
Error's gaze shot up and looked at her with wide eyes. "You… want me to..? I thought your soul was inaccessible? It's why I was never able to yank it out! Why we can't read your stats!"
"That's not… entirely accurate…" she admitted softly to him.
Error stared at her, searching her eyes. She lied to him? Granted, back then, he would have lied to himself too… "Damn it, Jewel…" he muttered.
"If you don't want to, it's fine."
"No, it's not that I just…" He held his head a little. "I know I'm hardly one to talk about this. I mean, I manipulate people through their souls all the time! This isn't something I haven't done before. But that's… the point. Do you know what this is to a monster? What I do to them? And now you want me to do it to you too? To put your whole life on display for them?"
"Don't pretend you don't want to know too," she said with a smile at him.
Error tensed and his fist tightened at his side. He did want to know. He wanted to know everything about her. "You know… I don't give freely, Jewel. You shouldn't either. None of this is anyone's business. If you don't want to talk about you don't have to. I don't care what they say, I'll shut them up for you!"
"Trying to talk me out of it? Believe me, I want to back out, and any excuse to right now I'd probably gratefully accept… but I can't keep running, Error." She sighed a little. "Even if I lose my friends because of it…"
Error's eyes widened. She expected to lose them over this? He didn't even think, he just grabbed her hand, his glitching intensifying, but whether it was his fear, or the determination in his words, he wasn't sure. "You'll never lose me!" he declared, staring up at her. "Whatever it is you've done, it can't be worse than what I have! And even if somehow…" he stared up into her eyes. "It doesn't matter. You're my best friend, Jewel, I'll never leave you!"
The smile that appeared made him hopeful. He hoped she believed him. He hoped he could stay true to his words. He didn't know what was in her past, and it obviously scared her. Maybe, like him, she just… never told anyone before. Blueberry was the first he had opened up to, and that was a mistake. He hoped that was the case…
Error was snapped from his thoughts as he felt his hand being guided. His left still held hers, but his right was connected to her by his strings. He felt his hand rest itself on his cheek, guided by her own. He watched her as she moved to her own hand… and gently placed a soft kiss on her palm before closing her hand a little. His eyes widened as he felt his fingers follow her movements, closing a bit around his cheek. Did… did she just..? A blue dusting appeared across his face as his glitching intensified a little.
"You're a prince, Error."
That line again. He felt his soul thrum in his ribcage. What was this? He stared up at her, unable to speak, unable to move. He just stood there, staring up at her. He wanted to protest. He was far from a prince… he was some stupid vagabond who made everyone's life a living hell. He destroyed worlds, destroyed people… he helped spread misery… the exact opposite of her. Was it any wonder when her aura came out he was so affected by it? This… this couldn't…
"Come on," he heard, her voice snapping him out of his thoughts. "This is going to be a while. Might as well get it over with."
Her hand slipped from his grasp, but they were still connected by his strings. He held her firm by them, making her turn back to him.
"Jewel… I…"
"It's okay, Error. Let's… just go."
She had gotten used to his strings… even from the moment they met she could severe them without so much as blinking… but now she was able to be gentle with them. Instead of destroying them outright, slicing them, with how much he had tied her hands to be close to her she learned to untie his strings from her fingers without physically doing so. Her magic and his just… worked. But the fact she did it… was she trying to pull away from him? It felt like she was putting distance between them, despite what she was asking him to do. He ran after her and she felt her fingers being laced again. Jewel turned, glancing back at Error as he stared at her, eyes determined.
"If this is what you want to do, fine. But I'm not leaving you."
"You want to hold my hand through this whole thing?" she half teased him, smiling back at him.
His gaze didn't falter, looking directly at her, as serious as ever. "If that's what it takes to make you believe me."
Her teasing smile faded as she looked down at him, surprise lightly gracing her features. That had honestly not be something she had thought to hear come from him. "Error…" she whispered before her lips turned in a grateful smile and she tightened the strings between them. "All right. Let's… start this train wreck," she sighed with a smile.
Error walked back with her, the strings pulled taught between them as they held the slack in their closed hands, his way of trying to hold her hand without touching her. He didn't care about the looks they may get. He was going to stand by with her.
The others turned back as they heard them walking up.
"Everything good?" Sans asked.
"Yeah. Just needed to ask a favor," she responded.
"Okay, so… how's this gonna start?" Red asked.
"Oh lord," Jewel muttered. "There's so much to go into… Uh, chronologically, I suppose I could start, but that'd leave you in the dark and learning with me… most of this shit I didn't even come to partially understand until way after shit happened to make me the way I am… there's a lot of looking back and going "oh, so that's happened," I'll be honest, and unless you've got a photographic memory and memorize the tiniest details, that's… gonna be hard to keep up with."
"So, how about we start with the need-to-knows," Sans suggested.
"Okay, well… guess we should start with the actual powers then, what they are, etc…" She hesitated a moment and looked to Dream. "You'll say something the second something feels off, right?"
Dream couldn't help but chuckle. "Yes, but I told you, I can't sense anything."
"It… might be different with the powers… active," Jewel said hesitantly.
Dream stared at her for a moment. Demonstrations? Right, Nightmare was paralyzed by her magic, that could be problematic… "I'll say something, don't worry… and maybe stand back," he sweated a little. "But… you're going to be demonstrating?"
"It's a lot easier to see than me trying to explain it," Jewel admitted.
"Is your soul healed enough for that?" he asked, which made everyone turn to her, worried.
"Yeah, you did great," she smiled at him.
A collective sigh of relief escaped the Sanses and they all kind of just chuckled a little at it.
"Okay, so…" She glanced to Error as he was the closest. "I know it feels weird, but, really, my purity aura doesn't hurt you. It's not capable of that."
"You're… going to do that again?" Error asked hesitantly.
"Well, it happens when I activate white magic in full. And when I'm with Dream, apparently," she sweated. "His magic and mine kind of feed off one another too."
"You're jumping again," Ink pointed out. "I thought I had a hard time keeping my thoughts together," he chuckled with a small snort in his laugh.
Jewel laughed with him. "Yeah, I do that…" she sweated a little. "Okay, so… white magic first." Jewel took a breath, closing her eyes.
"When I activate my defensive powers, I'm using white magic." She opened her eyes to reveal they were that bluish-white color once again. "My eyes change with the magic I'm using. It's a cosmetic thing mostly, because what of what I'm channeling. Not too different from when your eyes start glowing with your magic. When I do this, my karma shifts from what it would normally be at. This magic is as pure as it gets, which is why I can't attack with it. I can heal and create barriers of varying kinds." She demonstrated, creating simply shields, the dome that Error had been protected by and a full bubble appearing around Blueberry, making him float up as she moved it, which made him laugh. She chuckled and popped it, letting him go as he stood once again.
"So, if you can't attack, how did you paralyze Nightmare?" Blueberry asked after his little bit of a giggle fit.
"Well, uh…" Jewel sweated a little. "I did something stupid."
"You mixed your magic?!" Error suddenly scolded.
The rest of them looked confused.
"Mixed?" Red asked inquisitively. "Ain't that kinda… ya know, normal?"
"No, my magicks can't, well, shouldn't, be mixed. I mix them in very small amounts on a constant basis in my normal state so I can… ya know… use them in small amounts. The healing I don't need to fully activate my white magic, and I have the enhanced strength of my offensive… but it's…"
"Okay," Sans sighed. "We're jumping again. Let's just give her a chance to explain everything."
Jewel nodded, thankful, and continued. "Blue, mind coming over for a sec? Red, you too."
Blueberry blinked but he walked over. Red scoffed a little and walked over, "What for?"
"Well, I'd use Error but his stats are erratic," she smiled a little. "I wanted to show the real purpose of the purity aura. And you and Blue are pretty different when it comes to karma and LV so…"
Red scoffed a little again but he agreed, standing beside.
"So, we need to check stats?" Sans asked. Well, this was going to be interesting.
"Yeah." She glanced to Red and Error again. "Remember, it's just a feeling. Nothing negative's going to happen to you."
The two nodded and readied themselves. This was not pleasant last time.
The white aura started to flare around Jewel once again, Red and Error both flinching a little as it did. Sans, however, with Dream, noticed the differences almost instantly.
"Oh, wow…" Dream exclaimed.
Blueberry blinked, activating his magic. He glanced over at Error and Red. It was hard to tell with Error, but Red's stats definitely jumped up. Defensively, HP… then he looked to his and eyes went wide.
"Shit, I didn't think…" Sans stared as his magic eye flared a bit. "We can actually get above 1HP?"
Red took a minute, looking over at Blueberry. His measly stats were skyrocketed. He had 50 health, 50 defense… his attack was still at one, but… then he looked at his own. Normally he was at 5 across, since his level was elevated, but not quite… he killed but not a lot. Papyrus definitely did more than that. But his health was at 20, his defense at 75.
"This… what is this?" Red asked. "I-I still feel like crap but…"
"The purpose of this aura is to protect those around me. It's stronger with those of a pure heart, like Blueberry, but anyone I allow close to me, despite their alignment will still get a boost to their defensive stats. Again, this magic is purely defensive so I can't bolster offensive techniques, but I can keep you safer. The more people in the aura, the less I can do for an individual however. My magic isn't as concentrated as Dream's, but it can affect a wider-array of people."
"But why does it feel…" Error started to question.
"I can't really help that… it's like someone's judging you, right? I get that feeling too, I'm hardly as pure as this magic. But it's because it's pure, you just… well… I don't think it'd really matter if you actually didn't care about what you did. It just reminds you of everything you've done and wish you didn't. Kind of why I don't use it too much. There's always something someone regrets."
She closed her eyes and the aura disappeared. But the stat changes remained, temporarily. As she opened her eyes to reveal them to be her normal blue once again, she explained, "The effect is temporary, but it will last for a good ten minutes. Plenty of time in a battle to turn the tide."
"That's kind of neat," Sans spoke up with his trademark lazy grin. "Heh, where were you when the kid was kicking my ass in the judgement hall?"
"Heh, now that would be an unfair fight," Jewel chuckled. "You already kill them how many times before they finally learn your pattern? And you dodge twenty times?"
"Heh, still sucks," Sans chuckled.
"So, I assume this means we move to offensive magic now, right?" Ink asked with a grin. "C'mon, I wanna see what you can do!"
Jewel sweated a little. "I… uh… well… this… requires more explanation," she said softly.
Blueberry instinctively started moving back a little. Red went over and started guiding him back toward Dream, who put a hand on his shoulder.
"Blue seems really freaked out over this," Sans noticed.
"Yeah, it's…" she sighed a little. "Well, I think Blue's an empath too," she brought up, making Blueberry look back over at her. "You show the classic signs," she smiled at him. "But we can go over that later. See, the thing with my magic is… well, it's like Dream and Nightmare. The white magic is fueled and strengthened by my positive emotions. While my offensive…"
"Negative emotions," Dream explained with her.
"Right. I'm literally the same as both of you and that's why my powers can't be mixed normally. They're not supposed to touch one another… but I've been experimenting for years. It's why I can move the way I do, it's why I'm strong… because I'm channeling the black magic of my negativity constantly. But more than that… it's… well… I can't use it all without unlocking it."
"Unlocking? What you sealed your magic?" Ink questioned.
"Just… that part of it. It's… well… I went through a lot of crap as a kid. Not saying it excuses anything, but just setting the stage here. I overdid it and the power got to be more than I could control. So… I sealed it… with a set of locks. Six to be precise. I can use a small amount normally, but to get my eyes to change color I have to unlock it."
"So you unlocked part of it when you fought Nightmare?" Blueberry asked.
"Right… I can do a single lock without thinking too hard, it allows access to it. And one lock being released won't reveal the others because it's a quick solution thing, generally."
"So, you're going to have to unlock one to show your black magic," Sans realized.
"Yeah. I just… don't want to freak you guys out with it, so I'm trying to give as much warning as I can. It's black, it's dark and it doesn't... well…" She sighed. "Guess I should just show you. Ya ready?"
Dream held Blueberry a little, an arm around him and nodded, prepared to have to defend against negativity. Blueberry was with him, trying to focus on his positive emotions. He got overwhelmed last time… but he needed to be there for Dream.
Jewel took a breath, closing her eyes. Unlike with her white magic, the second she release it, they all felt a push back, like a strong wind trying to blow them backward. Error physically felt himself move as he was the closest to the source, tightening his grip on his strings to stay close to her. There wasn't much to be seen, however. When they looked up, Jewel slowly opened her eyes, revealing them to be a deep, blood red color. There was no aura, but the amount of magic she released…
"Dream, you doing okay?"
"Yeah, I'm fine," he said, relieved. "I feel a little heavy but… it's not like when Nightmare's around."
"Still negative emotions," she reminded. "Let me know if that changes, okay? You too, Blue. You okay?"
"Y-yeah…" he stuttered, leaning into Dream a bit more.
"Damn, sweetheart, ya look like me now," Red joked.
"Heh, you wish fangs," Jewel smirked.
"So… what's the difference, other than your eyes?" Ink blinked. "I can't really… feel, ya know, so… I don't see an aura or anything."
"Well, that's because only one lock is open. When all six locks are closed, there's a small trickle, like a crack in a glass that lets out a tiny amount of water, just slowly dripping, letting it accumulate. Opening a lock makes the crack bigger, but only one is just a slightly bigger crack. The magic comes out in a steadier stream, but it's hardly what's behind the dam, ya know?"
"So, you're still limited in what you can do?" Sans asked.
"Right."
"So, how did you get through Nightmare's magic?" Dream then asked, and the others turned to him. "You said you… got to his soul… how?"
"You…what?" Error pulled at her a little.
"Not important," she practically waved him off. "But as for how I got through… well, I'm like him," she said coldly. She held up an arm and black steam formed around her arm, creating a dark gauntlet with claws at the end. "He's not the only who can create a negativity barrier. His is acidic, mine is… well, fire based. There's a resistance, don't get me wrong, like trying to forcefully push your hand through thick, impacted snow or dirt. If I spent enough time around him, I could probably make his magic boil too, that'd really hurt. But I'd need more magic to do it. I don't really get enough magic this way to conjure my attacks. I just get the power boost and able to form the gauntlets."
They all kind of stared at her. The way she spoke, the way she just waved Error off…
"You feelin' okay, sweetheart?" Red questioned.
"Yeah you sound… off," Ink worriedly added.
Jewel looked a bit somber for a moment before pulling back, closing her eyes. "Part of why I hate using that power. See, when I use either, my karmic meter slides… positivity and good karma, or negativity with evil karma… and I'll admit, my personality shifts with it a little. I mean… when you're using such negative feelings as power you kind of…"
"That would explain why Dust's attack hurt you so badly," Error realized. "The barrier is part of your white magic… but why does it slide like that? It doesn't make sense?"
Jewel hesitated, but her eyes opened, back to their normal blue color. "Because…" she struggled.
"Jewel?" Dream called out gently. "If you're uncertain…"
She took another breath and put her hand over her chest. "Because it's not my magic I'm using."
"What the hell do ya mean by that?" Red spoke up first.
"You're possessed?" Sans paled, stepping back just a bit.
"Not… possessed… not in the way you're thinking. I was born this way… but the chances it would end up like this are astronomical. I don't even think they register," she laughed weakly.
"So… what is it?" Ink asked, now curious. While everyone else was hesitant, Ink was the only one willing to go right into this.
"This is also why… my soul isn't exactly…" she sweated a little. "I mean, it's… accessible, if I allow it, but it's why it can't be revealed by force. Either by easy coaxing to heal, or," she glanced back at Error, "or someone trying a more direct method."
"Jewel?" he questioned, moving closer.
Jewel took a shaking breath. Her hand started to glow, and an outline of her soul, one they had seen before while she was healing formed. But it was what formed around her body that caused them all to stare. Glowing chains formed around her body. They all met at various spots which were the obvious locks she had described earlier. The locks themselves looked more like runes and other symbols while the chains formed bonds between them all. They snaked up her arms and legs, the locks there meeting the one at her neck and finally at her chest… and out of the runes on her chest she revealed what had been hidden…
A multi-colored human soul, Red (Determination), Purple (Perseverance), and Cyan (Patience), which seemed to have black bleeding down with the red while the white was bleeding up into the cyan. But more than that… where the white and black souls attached to it, the black soul, and part of her own, were covered in those runes.
Jewel wasn't surprised by the gasps she heard. What she was surprised with was Ink's boldness.
"Woah! It's like they're growing out of it!" he said, right up against her, his hand about to touch the white soul.
Jewel flinched, smacking his hand away. "Can you not?"
"Dude!" Sans scolded. He might not have a soul but damn, he should at least know better!
"Sorry, I was just trying to get a better look! I mean, come on, this is weirder than weird!"
"No shit!" Red barked. "But you don't go grabbing a lady's soul! Or anyone's for that matter!"
Dream did get closer, however, but he focused on the two souls more. "I understand now," he said softly, making everyone turn to him. "This is why… the white soul, your white magic, the positive emotions you use, you feel… they're stored there, aren't they?"
Jewel taking a minute to get over her embarrassment, slowly nodded. "Yeah. Uh…" she cleared her throat a little. "This is… I know it's weird… like I said, this shouldn't even… be a thing, but… it is now…"
"So… what exactly… is this?" Blueberry asked cautiously. "What was it supposed to be?"
Jewel tried to think of a way to explain it to all of them. "Uh… have you ever seen those cartoons where there's a little devil on one shoulder and a little angel on the other, trying to tell you do various things?"
"Yeah," Blueberry blinked, confused.
"That's… kind of what this is," she said softly. "Originally, it was just… like a sort of conscience thing? To help balance and guide me through my life. But as things happened… they developed more. I don't know if I was born with my own magic aside the empathy, or if the empathy alone was enough… there are so many factors we're not even sure about…"
"'We're'?" Sans caught, a concerned brow furrowed.
Jewel hesitated, words caught in her throat, before she sighed. "They're… sentient," she admitted softly. "Angel is the white soul, Fenrir is the black soul. I can… hear them. Technically, they can take over my body but they don't unless there's a very good reason."
"So, you are possessed," Sans pointed out.
"It's not… possession if you were born with these spirits… they were never supposed to regain their minds, they were just…" she sighed. "It's a huge, complicated matter. See, there's this… God, how do I even explain it?" she muttered. "I barely understand it…"
"Try me," Sans challenged.
Jewel glared at him a little, but sighed. "There's this reincarnation cycle that happens… human souls survive after death because they get recycled into new life. If the soul is destroyed, it can't happen, obviously… but there's… well, there were plenty of times in human history where population declined. There weren't as many new lives as old ones. Especially during wars where more people died prematurely. The aforementioned is how it generically goes for almost all humans now, but… there are other scenarios…"
"How so?" Dream questioned.
"Angel and Fenrir… they're…" she sighed a little, trying to think of how to word this. "How do I… well, see, Angel, in life, was a healer. He protected people, did what he could to ease suffering. Fenrir, on the other hand, was a warrior. They deemed him a bringer of death so he… did. He won many battles, almost singlehandedly using his magic. He was deemed too violent for reincarnation. His soul couldn't be wiped clean. So he was paired with Angel and the two balanced each other out. Their souls were attached to another. They were to act as a conscience basically. Fenrir was to prove himself that he could warn of dangers instead of encouraging them. But… well… stuff happened in my life that… allowed both of them to regain their sentience, even though they weren't supposed to be aware of themselves, just… feelings, ya know?"
"So… what exactly happened?" Error asked cautiously.
Jewel sighed a little. "That's… where I'm going to need your help, Error…"