"Frisk talking."
Frisk thinking.
"Chara talking."
Chara thinking.
"sans talking."
Normal.
Words in all caps are in- game terms.
Disclaimer: I do not own One Piece or Undertale. They belong to Eiichiro Oda and Toby Fox, respectively.
1: the Final Reset
Why are we even doing this, Chara?! What's the point?!
Chara wanted to ignore the pacifist's voice, but try as she might, it was inescapable, a constant pull at her subconscious. She felt her sins crawling on her back, making her stop mid-attack.
"huh? what's wrong kid? you wanna give up yet?" the comedian said to her, his permanently grinning face showing a hint of confusion. Chara ignored it, drawing a blank on everything. Why was she doing this? She had forgotten. Everything was jumbled in her mind, the words Frisk had spoken stirring up an unwanted emotion within her.
Please Chara! Please stop this...I don't want to have to kill them anymore. I don't want to kill all of our friends again…
Asriel-no, Frisk was crying, sobbing, wailing within their shared mind. It was Chara's fault; she'd made someone who she cared about cry again. It finally struck her how many times Chara had made Frisk reset, what roll it must have had on the child's mind. They'd been doing this for centuries, no matter how many times Chara won. Even in timelines where Chara became god, she'd reset the world out of boredom. Chara would force her LOVE corrupted soul into Frisk's body and make her kill all of her friends, over and over.
Sans just stared as a Chara possessed Frisk stood, utterly motionless, having an inner crisis. He was confused. Why had that dirty brother killer just stopped like that? Then, without warning, the child fell to her knees, tears streaming from her red eyes.
Frisk...Frisk, I-I'm so sorry…
"Hey c-comedian...You can kill me if you want...this next turn is the one I kill you, right? Just kill us...I'll reset and you can go back to your normal life...one with no more resets, no more us...We-we can't do this anymore…" Chara whimpered. Sans stiffened, before realizing what the child(ren) in front of him was planning.
"you can't seriously mean to...kid, you realize what doing that is gonna do, right?" he said, horrified. Sure, this version of the child before him was a dirty brother killer, but this same little girl had been his friend in so many timelines. In one, she'd even been his step-daughter.
"Do it, Sans! Kill us!" Chara screamed, her voice turning into a sob. She knew what doing this would do. They'd reset for the last time, Frisk wouldn't START a new GAME. This time, they'd erase themselves from this world, creating a timeline where neither child would be remembered because now there would be no "them" to remember.
"kid... is that you, or is it something else in there?" Sans said slowly, glaring at the blue and pink clad girl. Chara smiled, a sad, pitiful sight and shook her head.
"You finally caught on, comedian. I'm Chara, the first human, the 'dirty brother killer.' I'm the one that's caused all this genocide. I'm the one that stole Frisk's soul and made her kill everyone over and over for my own amusement. I'm the reason she has to be erased with me…I'm the bad guy."
The comedian glowered at the being before him. So that was it. Frisk was never the one to blame...oh God, all those times he'd killed her…
"let me talk to her, chara. now."
Chara, can you let me say goodbye?
Yeah, go ahead Frisk. I'll be waiting for you.
Chara's red eyes closed and when they opened, ever so slightly, they were a soft brown. They were eyes the blue-eyed skeleton recognized. The man made slow steps, his slipper clad feet moving closer to the little girl, scooping her up in his arms, tears falling down his skull as the girl return it.
"i'm sorry baby girl. just remember, your daddy loves you…"
"I know. I love you too, dad."
And just like that, Sans stabbed the little girl through the heart, her actual heart, not her soul. This way, there could be no way for her to ever be apart of an Undertale timeline again. No sooner had this happened did the big-boned skeleton wake up at his sentry station, half hoping for a little girl in a blue-pink stripped sweater and old rain boots to walk through the woods, out of the ruins.
But that would never happen again. Instead, a different human would come, many years later and save them, but that is a story for a different time.
-:-
They were floating in a void, not as a merged being but as two separate entities, one with pale skin, rosy cheeks, red eyes, and a green sweater, dark tendrils wrapping around her tiny body; the other with similar features but with skin that was more of an olive colour that didn't hold the same blush as the other girl's, eyes that you couldn't quite tell were open or not yet still so filled with DETERMINATION, and an old blue and pink sweater.
"So this is it, huh? The absolute reset… God, I'm so sorry Frisk. I-I never wanted you to get hurt. Everybody else, I had zero f*cks to give, but you...you were my only friend. I don't even know why I did all of this… It's-It's just-" Chara was crying again and Frisk walked over, through the void, kneeling down to embrace her.
"It's okay Chara. I get it. You were always so lonely. That's why you jumped into the hole, right? Because no-one from your village cared about you? And even when you came to the Underground, you only had Mom and Dad and Fl-Asriel." The sobbing girl nodded in response, not trusting her voice enough to form words. As the LOVE filled girl sobbed, some of the darkness around her dissipated, muttering indistinguishable apologies between her sobs.
Chara knew what she had been doing was wrong, heck, half the of the timelines she didn't want to do it. But she didn't want to stop doing it. She didn't want to be alone again, being there but nobody being able to hear her, see her, sense her. Watching as timeline after timeline went by, Frisk making friends like Chara never could, receiving love from her parents, surrounded by so much love and receiving none of it. It was so painful.
"Y-you know, Chara, we're technically siblings."
"What?"
"You, Asriel, and me. We're siblings. We were both adopted by Toriel, so we're sisters."
"How do you do that?" the green-clad girl said quietly, half-hoping she wouldn't be heard.
"Do what?"
"Forgive people so easily. You SPARE and MERCY everyone, even me. How do you do it? I made you kill all of your friends, Mom, Dad, everyone. And you still say we're sisters? How can you stand me?! Why don't you hate me?!"
Frisk started crying. Chara's automatic thought was, Oh f*ck, and she instantly started to blubber out apologies.
"Chara, I'll never hate you. I could never hate anyone. Heck, I almost was you… Why do you think I went to the mountain? None of my family could've cared less if I died. I know what it's like, Chara."
Silence reigned as Chara let Frisk's words set in. Frisk...was like her? But how? Frisk was nothing like herself. Chara knew she was a monster, even though her LOVE was starting to dissipate in the void. But, nonetheless, Frisk held her, consoling her as if everything Chara had done was just a bad dream.
"Chara, we're going to be stuck here for awhile, right?"
"Yeah. I'm sorry, but it was the only way I could think of to save everyone."
"Chara, your LV is going away. It's possible for you to change. You don't have to be alone, you don't have to hate. I promise, as your sister, I'll never leave you alone. You just have to promise me you won't leave me alone either. Okay?"
Chara scoffed, but she could see her "sister's" determined face, so she nodded, feeling more of the darkness leave, like a poisonous gas was clearing from her lungs.
"Okay Frisk. Let's be sisters and promise to look out for each other."
As the promise was spoken, the last traces of LV disappeared from Chara, freeing her of the hate and pain and misery and allowing her, for the first time in years, to feel loved. Loved by Frisk, her self-proclaimed sister. It was then she promised herself that she wouldn't let the pacifistic girl down, that she would always be there for the girl…
Because no one else had ever been there for her.
