Alter!Toriel: i'm about to put someone in a serious time out.

Alter!Asgore: My sister is good at that sort of thing. Being on the receiving end of it should not be desirable.

Classic Frisk: As you'll soon see...things are going to become a bit more problematic than we'd like. But I'm sure we can work it out.

Alter!Toriel: the author has made a correction. looked up our au, they're Dreemurr Beamers, not Dreemurr Blasters. plus, he doesn't own Altertale. seriously, it would be easier if he just said all au's and their characters belong to their owners. he really worries a lot about that.

Chapter Start!


"Rich. You really think that you have a chance against me?" Killer Chara grinned alongside Killer Sans, both of them brandishing their knives, a Gaster Blaster hanging over the letter's head.

"oh, you're right. how can i think i have a chance at winning when there isn't even a challenge being presented to me?" Alter!Toriel shrugged mischievously. Chara seemed irritated by her nonchalant attitude.

"You seem annoyingly confident in yourself."

"i could say the same thing about you."

"Because I'm actually in a position to enjoy my superiority over ALL of you!"

"..wow. frisk. i never realized how much your brother changed, until after i heard the voice of this one. she's really annoying." Alter!Toriel yawned, briefly patting her mouth. She then craned her neck, cracking it slightly and shaking her paws before stuffing them back in her pockets.

"Last chance to surrender peacefully. We'd rather not make this more difficult than in needs to be."

"enough of that. this is kill or be killed. and we've done a lot of killin'." Killer Sans said with a maddening grin.

"and you call yourself a sans..." Alter!Toriel muttered in disgust. She shook her head. "i suppose it can't be helped."

Killer Sans held his knife up towards them, greatly anticipating the battle.

Alter!Toriel turned to Frisk. "lil child, be a sweetheart and put a barrier around yourself. i tend to start with a lot of fire." Frisk nodded affirmatively, as he stepped back and used his Green Soul mode to place a shield around himself.

"That can't protect him forever." Killer Chara taunted.

"you won't be hurting him whioe we're here."

"We're in full agreement on that." Alter!Asgore said, placing his gloved paws together and pulling them apart. A flaiming trident filled the space as he gripped onto it's handle. He then twirled it a bit before settling on glaring at his opponents. "Alright, let's do this!"

Alter!Toriel took a deep breath, temporarily powering down her flames and letting her Dreemurr Blaster disappear. She closed her eyes. "what a beautiful day outside...or at least it used to be. the birds are too scared to sing, and you've ruthlessly killed all the flowers, so they'll never have the chance to bloom." Frisk was behind his shield and he could still sense the heat of her unbridled fury emitting from her, knowing Flowey was most certainly killed in this timeline, and that mean Asriel was dead here, permanently. "sans...you've turned your back on everything you stood for. you'll be getting no sympathy from me."

"heh..." Killer Sans grinned.

Alter!Toriel shook her head slowly. "it's dark days like this that make me appreciate how good my life is in my universe. and the though of the two of you permanently rendering that moot in this universe by killing your loved ones, fills me with rage." Alter!Toriel opened her eyes, her eyes pitch black as she smiled widely.

"So I'll skip the 'in hell' part, and just make you BURN."

The ground below Killer and Chara began glowing, as well as getting hotter. Both of them saw what would be coming next, and they jumped away from the spot that erupted with a large explosion of flames that tore through the ground in an almost volcanic fashion. Then right after that, multiple Dreemurr Beamers manifested around them and shot incredibly scorching flames towards them. Chara could clearly see how intense the best was, watching it nearly obliterate a wall behind her. Both she and Killer landed a couple feet away from the explosion, clearly shocked by what happened.

Frisk was just as surprised. From from that powerful yet casual outburst of magic, it was not difficult to tell that Alter!Toriel was a couple degress more powerful than Classic Sans. This is balanced out by Sans being a couple degrees more intelligent than her.

Alter!Toriel's eyes began glowing a flaming yellow, a casual smirk on her muzzle, folloaed by a soft giggle. "oh dear… that was a rather explosive start, if i do say so myself~"

[Music: Dynami-coffE K]

Killer!Chara chose not to waste time. She dashed towards Alter!Toriel in a matter of seconds, and her knife slashes at her face. The latter casually moves her head to the right to dodge it. Her right paw gathers fire and she pushes it right into Chara's midsection, pushing her back a great deal and leaving a scorched, steaming spot.

"unlike your 'partner', you still have skin that can be pretty badly messed up by third degree burns. heh. sucks to be you." Alter!Toriel grinned.

"Tch..."

"didja forget about that partner?" Killer!Sans warped right behind her, knife raised. She looked at him with an unimpressed stare, then a smirk. Before he could slash at her back, he was stopped by Alter!Asgore swiftly cutting him off with a slash of his trident. "the hell-?!" A hard kick to the ribs sent him scurrying back a couple feet until he stopped just barely.

"NYOHOHO! We won't let you back each other up!" Alter!Asgore declared defiantly.

Frisk was just staring in awe at Alter!Asgore. Of course Classic Asgore was able to wield his Trident with little effort given his size and strength. But Alter!Asgore was using the same sized trident even though he was much shorter and much less built, yet he wields it as if it were lighter than a feather. The amount of strength that the Alter!Dreemurrs wield is astounding. Magic-wise, and Physical-wise. Maybe Asriel's soul enchantment reached out to them, too. In fact, he was sure of it.

Alter!Toriel was having no trouble dodging Killer!Chara's attacks, moving with such grace that reaffirms that she is indeed a Toriel. Chara grew frustrated enough to try and slice her neck, though the monster simply bends backwards, without her back touching the ground, in a surprising display of flexibility. Ears hanging off of her head, she curiously rubbed her chin when the knife harmlessly passes over her."

"and here i thought you would try something a bit more creative. that's a bit disappointing, really." She clicked her tongue as she stood up straight on her feet, casually dodging to the side of another swipe. "yeah. you're really disappointing. but i'm more than disappointed with you. actually, i'm really steamed."

"Ugh! Your puns are worse than the skeleton's!" Killer!Chara groaned as she reached out and tried to stab her opponent, only for her to dodge yet again, sending her assailant right in the path of a Dreemurr Beamer. "What?!"

"can't be that much worse, because sans is hilarious." Alter!Toriel shrugged as the Dreemurr Beamer fired, sending Killer!Chara back and covering her with even more burns than before. Though the most that could be visibly seen on her face was immense agitation. Though her foe wasn't fazed about it at all. "you're quite a despicable child, aren't you? if there's anything i know about sans, it's his powerful mental fortitude. you were able to break it. for that to happen..."

"What's it matter to you?"

"sans is someone i care about. do i really need another reason?" Killer!Chara was suddenly hit by an intense ball of fire to the back, making her stumble a bit before falling to her knees. "he's broken. he's killed so much, been killed so much that he can't even feel the pain. physical, emotional, mental...i can sense nothing inside him anymore, he's a cynical, murderous shell of his former self. And you're proud of that, aren't ya? Filthy child." Dual Dreemurr Beamers manifested on either side of her, and they both fired simultaneously. Killer!Chara had to force herself to move in order to avoid the scorching hot beams.

Killer!Sans was pushed back again as his grin never lessened, even though Alter!Asgore was proving himself the superior fighter. Nonetheless, he was enjoying himself, much to the letter's disturbance. "hehe...finally. a challenge for a change, even though it's from a different universe. it was getting a bit dull constantly getting coated in dust without at least experincing a decently challenging fight. this will do plenty. we're gonna have a killer time."

"...something is seriously wrong with you." Alter!Asgore blinked owlishly in a comical manner.

Killer!Sans lightly craned his neck, before teleporting right behind Alter!Asgore, going for an overhead slice at his head. The furry monsters eyes narrowed as he twirled trident behind him, two of the prongs deflecting the slash in an angle that just barely made the attack miss his head. He nodded strongly as he pushed the trident upward, knocking Killer off-balance, then swiftly turns around for a fire-enhanced punch that collided with the skeleton's cheekbone and pushed him back a bit. He noticed bones began tearing through the ground and straight towards him, so he leaped off the ground before they could jab into him. His eyes narrowed as he held his trident outward, all three prongs shooting a fireball of their own, leading to a tri-attack. Killer grinned as one of his Gaster Blasters manifested by his side and fired off, dissipating the fireballs in an instant. Alter!Asgore used a fire blast from his palm to boost himself out of the way before the blast could make contact, and he roughly lands on his feet.

"Stop doing this, Sans. You're no match for me." Alter!Asgore declared.

"that's up for debate." Killer shrugs carelessly. Alter!Asgore narrowed his eyes as he makes another run for Killer, swinging his trident horizontally. Sans was able to catch it, stopping it in his tracks. "heh! didja really think i wouldn't be able to catch it?"

"Of course I did. That's what I'm counting on!" Killer's eyesockets darker further as he was suddenly lifted up while holding onto the trident. Alter!Asgore smirked. "The difference between you and your 'partner', while you don't have skin that can burn, you're nowhere near as durable! Take this!" Alter!Asgore swung his trident to the other side, slamming Killer into the ground, back first. Alter!Asgore beamed at his progress, but gasped as bones from above attempting to pierce into him. He was protected by a green shield suddenly manifesting above his head. He turned to see Frisk holding his hand out, which was glowing a soft green. "Thank you, Frisk!"

"spectators shouldn't be budging into our business." Killer replied darkly as three Gaster Blasters manifested and aimed towards Frisk. All three of them fired simultaneously, aiming to break through his shield. Though they were immediately countered by three Dreemurr Beamers manifesting in front of Frisk and dispelling the blasts with their own, canceling them both out.

"i meant it when i said we wouldn't let you touch him. i promised classic me i would protect all three dreemurrs." Alter!Toriel sighed. "which is gonna suck for me when i explain to her that our little mission has been shot to hell." no thanks to that asshole, error... She ducked under a horizontal swing from Killer!Chara, clicking her tongue. "ooooooh! so close!"

"Dammit! Stand still and DIE!"

"nah. don't feel like it." Alter!Toriel shrugged as another Dreemurr Beamer shoots straight at Chara, scorching her skin even further. Alter!Toriel mock cringed. "sheesh...ya sure ya wanna keep goin' like this? those third-dregree burns will turn fourth-degree if we keep this up."

Killer!Chara clenched her fists, her composure rapidly becoming nonexistent. Ever since she had Sans join her side, the two of them have never lost again, not to anyone of this universe at least. In accounts to resets, neither of them have tasted defeat in years. Now here these two go and beat them into the ground with little to no care, especially from the smol Toriel. She has a real chance of losing now. She didn't like that, it made her angry. And yet, Alter!Toriel couldn't care less about that.

Killer!Sans turned and saw that his partner was having trouble. He tried to warp to help her, but he was struck in the back by a rogue fireball. He turned, only to jump back with a bit of his jacket having three slash marks from the swing of Alter!Asgore's trident. "You're fighting ME right now! No double team for you two!"

"tch!" Killer actually frowned for the first time during this battle. He tried to run towards Alter!Asgore with the intentions of a slash with bones shooting towards him, while a Gaster Blaster manifests right behind the furry monster. Alter!Asgore narrowed his eyes as he raised his right fist, lit with flames. The Gaster Blaster behind him fired off, but Frisk once again places a green shield between the target and the attacker, rendering the attack useless. With that distraction out of the way, Alter!Asgore was free to released the flames in his gloved paw, punching it forward.

The result was a large column of fire that shot towards Killer and sent him flying into the wall while encased in said flame column, resulting in a heavy fiery explosion that managed to heavily burn said wall. Killer Sans clearly felt the damange, soot covering his skull and his jacket and shorts being scorched, as he fell to his knees, his bone attacks decimated and his knife clattering into the ground next to him.

Alter!Asgore sighed as he cooled off his gloved paw. Then his eyes began sparkling with accomplishment. "Nyohoho...I did it! I did a Fire Fist! Just like Alphys's animes!"

Killer!Chara watched with disbelief as her partner was soundly defeated. Rage filled her as she tried to attack Alter!Toriel in a frenzy. She simply jumped back from the swings and shrugged casually.

"admit it, chara. this is gonna be your first loss in a looooonnng time. your streak stops here."

Killer!Chara clutched the ground beneath her. No...this shouldn't be...this shouldn't be how this ends!

"Hey!" A slightly distorted voice called out, gaining everyone's attention.

"eh?"

[Music Stop]

The temporal rift slowly opens up from the air. And the one who jumped through it and landed feet first was Asriel Dreemurr. Alter!Toriel smiled with relief. Killer!Chara gazed in utter shock and disbelief.

He's..he's alive?! And NOT Flowey?! Impossible!

"Golly...where did I end up now...?" Asriel wondered, taking notice of the destruction around him. But what he saw first, which was highest on his priority list right this moment, was Frisk. He gasped. "FRISK!"

"ASRIEL!"

The two of them ran towards each other and jumped into a hug. Asriel's small tail wagged happily as relief coursed through his Rainbow Soul. "Frisk! Thank golly you're okay! I thought I wouldn't be able to find you, because I was the only one with the multiverse remote!"

"I couldn't do anything except wait, Asriel. I was getting worried about you and Chara. Speaking of which, we have to go and find him, too!"

"Oh Golly, that's right! We need to find Chara!" Asriel released Frisk and turned towards Alter!Toriel and Alter!Asgore. "Guys, we have to go! Chara needs us!"

"welp, you heard the prince. playtime's over." Alter!Toriel shrugged as she completely cuts her attention away from Killer!Chara. "let's go, gori."

"Right!" He nodded as he made his way over to them, sure that his fight was over.

Though Chara...she was less than happy about this. Frisk noticed this, and kept the others from leaving for a bit before turning towards her. "Chara...I...I just want you to know. There's no reason to continue this torment any longer. Consider stopping all of this and just...try to be someone better. You have the potential to be good."

"...Tch."

"I mean it. Our Chara didn't think he could change either...but with everyone's help, he did. He's still lacking confidence to keep it up...but he's holding it together. If he can change for the better, then surely you can too, right? There's no need for people to keep dying so pointlessly. Even the worst person can change-"

"if they just try, right?" Killer!Sans said, still collapsed against the wall. He chuckled darkly. "heh...you're pretty naive, like my brother. ever take into consideration...that there are going to be people who don't WANT to try anymore?"

"We're long past that, Frisk. You're naive for thinking that Mercy crap will work on every single person you meet." Killer!Chara said just as darkly. "Unlike Flowey, who's merely a vessel for that moronic Asriel Dremurr, Your 'Mercy' is futile on us. And if you think every single person you meet will accept it, you're going to be a burden to your so-called 'loved ones'."

Frisk was slightly shaken by both of their responses. He shook his head, he wanted to try again. "Chara...Sans...you can't mean that. I know you don't really mean that!"

"Hehehehe..." Killer!Chara shook her head in cynical amusement. "You really ARE an idiot, Frisk Dreemurr. This is a universe entirely unlike your own. For all intents and purposes...you don't know us, at all."

With a burst of adrenaline, Killer!Chara leapt upwards, with her Real Knife drawn and glowing a sickly crimson. Frisk gasped as he stepped back, with Alter!Asgore and Asriel prepared to intervene.

Alter!Toriel was faster than either of them, and grabbed the attacker by the wrist, knocking the Real Knife out of her hand and subduing her with no effort at all. Her sclera turned coal black while her irises turned yellow with dancing flames. She was tolerating this child's crap for a while, but that changed the nanosecond she went for a mortal blow against Frisk. "There goes your one chance of letting this end cleanly. Now you're gonna get burned." Killer!Chara glared defiantly at Alter!Toriel, devoid of fear. The latter could care less. She raised her other paw, as five giant fireballs manifested over their heads.

She snapped her fingers.

All five fireballs struck quickly and mercilessly, engulfing Chara in a powerful torrent in flames, leaving her screaming in agony. But Alter!Toriel kept an iron grip on her wrist so she couldn't escape. Asriel and Frisk grimanced at the sight, while Alter!Asgore closed his eyes and turned away from the execution.

The screams stopped, and Alter!Toriel let's go of the demon's wrist, watching her fall to the ground, lifeless. Alter!Toriel's sclera turned back to white and her eyes turned back to their normal pink, as she grinned and pointed at the corpse.

"geeeeettt roasteeeddd! ya piece of garbage!"

Frisk seemed shaken by the ordeal that happened before. He should have considered that something like this could happen, that he couldn't just expect for every venture to be completely clean. But perhaps becaude this was a version of Chara, someone whom he's grown to know and love, that he was incredibly shocked by the results of the confrontation. Then he thought back to what Gaster said before the situation began:

There will come a time when you'll come across someone who absolutely CANNOT be reasoned with, no matter what you do, or what you have to say. Since you're traversing the multiverse, the chances of this happening has increased drastically.

Frisk was brought out of his shock by Asriel placing a paw on his shoulder and pulling him into a hug. "Frisk...are you okay?"

"...Y-Yes...Yes...I'm fine." Frisk was definitely shaken, but not misunderstanding. In Altertale, Toriel takes the place of Sans. So of course she would be much less reluctant to take a life than Classic Toriel. It was then and there that both Frisk and Asriel understood a crucial part of Alter!Toriel, and why Alter!Asgore wasn't reprimanding her.

Also like Classic Sans, once she sees a threat that has no chance of redemption, she'll attempt to put it down without a second thought, and without remorse. Frisk guessed that this was a major reason why she didn't outright kill Shamir. He was a threat, but one that simply didn't understand the situation. But still...he tried to hurt her version of Frisk. Since he could still feel motherly vibes from her, he could guess that the attack made her furious. Words weren't working, so she used force.

"...i suppose it's sunken in now, huh?" Alter!Toriel said quietly, turning towards them with a sad smile. "sorry you kiddos had to see that...but considering your experiences, you shouldn't be that surprised. this was bound to happen." Alter!Toriel said as she walked up to Frisk and placed a paw on his shoulder. "it's a tough thing to swallow, lil child. but there is going to be certain individuals who have close to nothing inside them. they either don't care about the damage they do and the lives they destroy, or are literally are at war with life itself. classic chara was just barely able to pull himself out of that darkness to a meaningful degree, and is actually doing his best to make stick. thus proving that his redemption is genuine. but charas like this one...or anyone like her...they're far beyond your help."

"I...I..."

"heh...it doesn't matter..." Killer!Sans chuckled in a psychotic manner. "as soon as those kiddos leave, chara will regain control, and this timeline is gonna reset...nothing that happened here is gonna matter...so it doesn't bother me...it can't bother me. it'll be back to the old grind...frisk is gone forever here, chara is in control, and i'm her partner...heh...nothing here...will ever...matter...again..."

Sans...Asriel thought weakly.

"see? that's a good example. whatever chara put him through to make him this way, he's never going to recover from it." Alter!Toriel shook her head solemnly. "alternate universes like this one...will never have a happy ending, even if the timeline is reset. the damage is that deep amd severe. the best we can do...is just leave." Both Asriel and Frisk seemed utterly downtrodden by this, gazing at Killer!Sans with sadness. The reality sunk in, and it was harsh and unforgiving.

Though with this fact, it filled them with immense relief that they were able to pull Classic Chara away from darkness that deep, before it was too late to relieve most of the damage.

"...come on, lil children. we have to get your brother." Alter!Toriel said quietly, knowing they didn't wish to be here anymore.

"Yeah...right."

{Dusttale Universe}

Chara has lost all sense of control, Shamir was unfortunately aware of this. Very clearly aware, as he watched a black aura of pure raw dark energy flow off of the teen, and the crazed smile that came with it. He's never heard of someone getting angry enough that they start smiling. This was clearly a disturbing sight. To put extra emphasis on the disturbing, Chara just lost his left arm and didn't even register it!

What he doesn't know, is that Chara has been wounded far worse than that. And many were at the hands of Sans.

"you wanna have a MAD time, kiddo?" Murder!Sans declared with a demented grin. Chara's grin was even more demented.

"Mad Time? HA! Is that a joke, comedian? You see, I don't need to have Mad Time, because i'm already VERY pissed off." Classic Chara clenched his remaining fist.

"heh. I noticed. whaddya gonna do about it, though?"

"That's an excellent question." Chara snarled, the black flames in his remaining arm intensifying. "And it deserves an excellent answer. =)"

[Music: Dusttale Megalovania]

Sans was clearly the first one to attack. Multiple bones shot out from the ground at once, and Chara was quick to jump upwards to avoid being pierced. Shamir had to jump in another direction in order to do the same.

Clearly Chara's in no mindset to acknowledge that I'm here anymore...Shamir thought as he landed to the side on his feet. He heard a crunching sound, and swiftly looked behind him to see another Chara. Or more accurately, this universe's Chara. He could see the Real Knife in his hand, and immediately knew where this would head should he join the battle. Swifty, he pulled out the dual daggers in his pouches, and grinded them against one another, coating them with lightning. This situation was growing more dire in seconds, restraining himself would be suicidal. "Hold it! You're not joining that battle!"

Classic Chara and Murder Sans' dark energy violently clashed against one another, as if trying to demand submission from the other. Sans manifested a Gaster Blaster that surged with purple energy, firing at Chara quickly. He skillfully dodges the shot as he made his way towards Sans, intending to punch straight through his skull. A stray bone from the ground blocked his attack with ease, stopping it in it's tracks. Sans grinned as Classic Chara jumped back to avoid a barrage of bones from impaling him. Shamir's eyes widened as he suddenly jumped up to avoid the storm, while Dust!Chara rolled to the side. Shamir took the chance to attack while he rolled.

Charger Shock!

Dust!Chara was suddenly struck by a series of blue lightning strikes courtesy of Shamir, stopping him in his tracks and rendering him unconscious, due to not being prepared. That should keep him down for a bit.

Classic Chara moved towards Murder Sans again, as the latter casually continues to fire his Gaster Blasters towards the infuriated Dreemurr. "You think you can just toy with my emotions and get off easy?!" His remaining arm throws a black fireball at Murder, who raises a wall of bones to defend against the blast. The bone wall holds strong, dispelling the black fire. Murder them pushes his hand against the wall, turning it into a row of bones that begins to follow Classic Chara as he tried to flee from it. It approached at a very fast pace, tearing at Chara's poncho.

"ya brought me to this, twerp. you're being faced with the same power you faced me with countless times. karma's a bitch, ain't it?" Sans grinned as he pushes his hand further out, accelerating the speed of the row of bones.

Classic Chara gritted his teeth as he kept dodging multiple jagged bones trying to tear at his flesh, until he grew agitated eniugh to turn around and stop it himself with a wall of black flames. Indeed, the bones stopped in their tracks.

Sans was gone.

"i hate to be a stick in the mud...but i'm afraid you're missing the point of all of this." Murder Sans appeared right behind Classic Chara. The latter turned around swiftly, only to be punched right in the cheek, powerful enough to send him flying through Snowdin, knocking down a dozen trees in the process. "or should i say, the punchline?"

Classic Chara recovered quickly, pushing a tree off of his waist. He spits blood out of his mouth and wipes it with his wrist. He scoffed. "What a joke. Undyne can punch magnitudes harder than that." He didn't deny that it still hurt a bit. LOVE has horribly twisted Sans' soul, but it did make him significantly more powerful.

"i don't disagree with ya there...heh...too bad she's dead."

"...don't piss me off further." Classic Chara said lowly. "It's bad enough you killed the monsters in this Alternate Universe. As well as my supportive friends. My loving parents. My precious younger siblings that I would protect without a second thought. And my...my...my Spider Princess..." He clenched his fist. "Seeing a Sans like this, the very person who served as my judge and executioner, going THIS far just to stop an alternate me...it leaves me utterly disgusted at what I used to be! Hell, I outright HATE who I used to be! I wish I could just throw away those memories, but I CAN'T! I have to live with them constantly tormenting me forever, and it seriously sucks!"

Murder Sans nonetheless grinned. "is there a reason ya just shoutin' these things out?"

"Hah...hah...no. I just needed to vent for a bit. Though I do thank you for bearing it." Chara grinned as he held his right arm outward. A dark flaming sword similiar to Asriel's Chaos Blade manifested, and he gripped it tightly. "Now...my turn. =)"

Murder had to duck fast, because Chara reappeared right behind him and sliced horizontally at his head, just barely lighting the top of his hoodie with black flames. He knew that Chara was now taking this much more seriously. He dodged another swipe that left a cut in his sleeve. He summoned a wall of bones to defend against the onslaught, only for Chara to slice horizontally through the pillars, then downward onto Sans. He warped out of the way, a bit surprised.

Shamir was watching with awe as Chara began fighting back, forcing Murder on the defensive. During the exchange, he had heard what Chara said, what he's done and his inner struggles that resulted from it. Needless to say, he was surprised that Chara hasn't turned to self-destructive behavior. Or maybe he has, and Shamir was too new to even grasp it. Nonetheless, he could hear the agony and self-hatred in the boy's voice.

He truly wanted to stay a good person. Though Shamir caught that other bit as well. Spider Princess...he's referring to Muffet!

Murder summoned a Gaster Blaster and shot it straight towards Chara. Chara ducks under the blast and continues to chase down Murder, who kept warping around Snowdin and trying to blast him with his draconic weapons. But he wasn't landing too many meaningful hits anymore. In contrast, Chara wasn't giving him a chance to attack, occasionally slicing at Sans, which resulted in a cut or two on his jacket. Though he did manage to succeed in knocking Chara off-balance by a stray bone cutting at his ankle, causing him to crash into the ground.

"gotcha now~" Murder grinned, a jagged bone manifesting in his hand, and he begins to jab downwards towards Chara. His grin completely disappears for the first time as Shamir appears and deflects the blow with a spiral of wind, serving like a shield. "what the hell?!"

"I still do not completely understand what is going on...but I understand enough by now. Chara is truly a repentant soul. You will not be killing him on my watch!"

"the hell are you supposed to be, anyway?!"

"It won't matter to you, so I won't bother telling." Shamir's paw became coated in lightning, and he punches Murder near the left eye socket, making him stumble backwards. After this, Shamir takes a deep breath, and releases a powerful roar, loud and forceful enough to blow the snow around them in different directions. Murder found himself groaning, placing his hands on the sides of his skull where his ears would be. His defense has dropped due to his lack of focus. That was Chara's opening.

Chara jumped forward, dark magic encasing his right foot, and kicked at Murder, sending him spiralling across the snow until he landed on his back. Grunting in aggravation, he regains his balance on his feet and glared at Shamir. He began summoning another Gaster Blaster-

"Not happening!"

"ugh!" Chara slashed the blaster clean in half before it could fire, then kicked Murder back down onto the ground, then placed his foot on his chest to pin him down.

He narrowed his eyes, as the darkness slowly leaves them, returning them to their usual crimson. "I win."

[Music Stop]

A rift opened a couple seconds after the fight ended. Alter!Toriel was the first to land on her feet, wiping off her sweaterdress a bit before blinking at the sight. "huh. looks like we missed quite a fight."

"Fight...?" Asriel and Frisk suddenly hopped into the fray along with Alter!Asgore. Once they had their gaze on Chara, the former two were overjoyed. "CHARA!"

The teen smirks as he stepped off of Murder and waved. "It took you two long enough to find me." The younger brothers immediately latch onto him and kiss his cheeks repeatedly, relief filling all three of their souls. At least for a couple moments, until they saw that his left arm was gone. They gasped. Chara looked at said lack of arm, then rolled his eyes. "Relax you two. You know me, I've taken much worse punishment than this." Though that wasn't going to be an excuse for Toriel and Muffet...they were going to freak when they see this.

Alter!Toriel walked up to Shamir and nodded. "well, looks like you were able to hold your own here."

"I did my best."

"ya sure did. good kitty~" Alter!Toriel reached up and petted his head. He tried not to look content by this. "so, what's the situation?"

Chara turned towards Murder, who was trying to regain his energy. "That's a Sans, Murder Sans. He's a Sans who went on a Genocide Run instead of me. In fact, he did this solely because he thinks he needs the power in order to defeat me, since I've completely taken over Frisk in this Universe."

"What?! How can we land in another universe like this?!" Asriel said in shock, shaking his head. "The Universe Frisk was in had you and Sans working together on Genocide Runs!"

"The hell?! What kind of...dammit!" The Chara of that Universe messed Sans up enough to persuade him to join her side, and liked the rub in the fact that Chara used to be a bad person. And it didn't look like the Chara of Dusttale wouldn't be seeking redemption, either. Well...he guessed it didn't matter now. He had more important thing to tend to. "Well, whatever. I'm just glad you two are alright. Alter!Toriel, Alter!Asgore, you have my gratitude. So do you, Shamir."

Asriel nodded. The trio revealed the vials with Gaster's essence within them. "We have the essences where Gaster was at his most stabilized. Geno Alphys said we didn't need one from every single universe, but just enough to create a focal point for all of them to gather in one place."

"So I guess this means our mission is completed then, for the most part!" Frisk smiled.

"...why...?" Chara blinked as he turned towards the weakened voice, revealing it to be Murder Sans trying to stand up, but failing.

"...You wanna know why? You threw away your compassion, while I managed to regain mine. You've stopped caring about your loved ones, while I care about my loved ones more than I do myself. You sunk into LOVE, while I gained love. I've become stronger with love, more than I ever could with LOVE. Corny, I know. But it's the truth, so I really don't give a damn." Classic Chara shrugged. "The one positive thing I gained from this experience, I was forced to confront my genocidal past in the form of the one person who constantly-and violently-reprimanded me for it. Now that I did...I can really begin trying to get over it. The memories might never leave, and the images might never cease to haunt me...but they're not gonna stop me from living my life for real." Chara blinked as the vials with Gaster's essence began shaking rapidly, sploshing around with immense distress. "What the, what's going on with these things?"

"...These are filled with pieces of Gaster, so they're most likely a representation of the state he's currently in." Asriel said a bit grimly.

Classic Frisk looked up towards everyone. "That means...Gaster is in trouble!"

{The Void}

Gaster was mostly a rational, logical man. He wasn't one to give into strong emotions if they would prove to be quite a detriment to the overall purpose of whatever he was currently trying to do. But this certain situation has seriously pushed on his patience, and he wouldn't just stand around and take it, not anymore. He was tired of running. If we were to permanently die in this confrontation, so be it. But that does NOT mean that he had to make it easy for Error.

Gaster Blasters fired upon Error, who jumped right before the blasts connected, and the blue threadss held him stay afloat.

"Hahahahaha!" Error grinned madly, gripping am Error Blaster with said threads. "Sorry old man! Looks like you missed me by a thread!" He swung the Blaster as it fired, leaving the blast curving in an arc and forcing Gaster to warp backwards to dodge it.

"Hmph. How long were you waiting to dish that one out?"

"Quite a while. Worth it." Error shot his hand outward, multiple threads chasing Gaster down. He swiftly avoids all of them even as they all lashed out to him quickly. Error's eye twitched. "Don't make this harder than it needs to be, old man. Just stand still and lemme do my job."

"I'd rather not, thank you."

Gaster jumped back as purple glowing bones manifested over his head and fired towards Error. They were clashed with Errors glitched red and blue bones, causing them to scatter into splinters. Gaster just barely manages to pick up that it was a distraction, and jumped back again to avoid the threads trying to latch onto him from above. Landing a couple feet backwards, he took a moment to look back at Red, who was still appearing shocked at what's been revealed to her. Had he not been busy defending them both from Error, he would have tried to comfort her.

He raised his hand as a plethora of bones manifested and they shot towards Error again. An Error Blaster decimated them in a matter of moments. Gaster avoided being struck by the same blast, swiftly moving to the side. This was proving to be rather difficult to deal with. He was still scattered across space and time, thus has little to no access to his full power. The most he was doing right now was stalling for time. It was infinitely preferable over paying down and dying.

He moved to the side again, avoiding a plethora of blue threads, and he manifested bones beneath Error's feet. The glitched skeleton stepped back in surprise, barely avoiding them. Gaster took the opening and used another Gaster Blaster to blast Error while he was stumbling. Error rolls to the side, barely avoiding it.

"Leave us alone, Error. It's bad enough that you've succeeded in breaking Red's spirit. There was NO need to get her involved in this conflict between us!"

"Man, it's frustrating that I have to repeat myself constantly. G, Red is a glitch that needs to be erased. She never even suspected that she probably shouldn't exist, until now. As for you, you have lost your right to exist a long time ago, so you're in really hot water."

"So you expect me to just simply surrender?"

"Nah. You're too good for that. I'll have to try...something else." Error's hand shot outward again, multiple blue threads extending outwards. It didn't take long for Gaster to realize what he was intending to do.

"RED!"

He immediately warped in front of her with his arms spread, grunting in pain as the threads suddenly ensnared him in their grasp, rendering him mostly immobile.

"Far too predictable." Error sneered, casually balancing a glitching bone on his finger, as multiple Error Blasters came into existence, all of them aimed towards Gaster. The matter's eye sockets widened.

All of them fired at once on the defenseless Gaster, engulfing him in a bright white light, and the turbulence was enough to throw Red a couple feet backwards on her back. The smoke mattered little to the Void, but it was cleared anyway. Gaster was collasped, groaning even while the strings still restrained him. Error willed them to lift Gaster up to his eye level, as he walked towards him with a smug grin.

"So this is how the Great W.D. Gaster goes out. Permanently wiped out with no one ever remembering him. Pitiful." Error mocked. "But hey, now you won't be such a bother to me! And your suffering will end! We both get what we want! I can finally cross you off my personal hit-list!"Another Error Blaster manifested by his side, it's maw charging with charged energy and 'ERRORS'. Gaster just stared back at him, not batting an eye socket. "Facing death with dignity, eh? I respect that-"

"Chaos Buster!"

"The fu-" Error dodged quickly as a colorful beam of light struck where he stood, forcing him to release his grip on Gaster. He was rather irritated to see that Asriel jumped into the fray, followed by Frisk and Chara. Then followed right after by Alter!Toriel, Alter!Asgore, and Shamir. Error's eye glitched in agitation. "You again?! How?!"

"Dreemurr Determination." Chara responded with a smug grin.

Asriel sensed another soul with them in the Void, and turned around to see Red collasped. His eyes widened. "Red...?" Without breaking stride, he ran towards her in a hurry, stsnding by her side and helping her up. "Red, how did you get here?! What happened?!"

Red didn't respond right away, she was still frozen in the mind, considering the revelations that's been told to her. Slowly, she turned towards Asriel, tears staining her cheeks. "Asriel. I'm not...supposed...to exist? I was just...an unintentional mistake...?" Asriel was visibly shocked by what she was saying, and how she looked. The whole time he's known her, she's never looked nor sounded so vulnerable before.

Chara listened to what she said, then glared darkly at Error. "What the hell did you say to her...?"

"Nothing that wasn't true." Error responded casually. That didn't soothe Chara's anger at all.

"oi, shamir." Alter!Toriel called upon the monster jaguar, who looked at her in confusion. She pointed at Error for him. "you wanna know who destroyed your world? you're looking right at him."

Shamir's eyes widened, before they narrowed into slits and glared at Error. "Is this true...?"

Error grinned madly. "Yep. That was me, bub. Gonna have to thank ya for softening up your Frisk for me, taking the soul was child's play afterwards. Though it seems that I've forgotten to kill you in my rush, and you ended up escaping into the Void by accident. Couldn't find ya after that."

Shamir clenched his fists. Error was watching our battle. He was waiting for the perfect chance to take the soul while I was weakened by the time it ended! "But why? Why would you-"

"That world wasn't supposed to exist. And neither should you." Error responded. "In that world, everything was relatively the same. Except you. I was like 'No no no, this is a jumbled mess! Undyne is supposed to be the Royal Guard Captain, not this overgrown furball!' So there was a Genocide Route being initiated there, I waited for the chance for you to do my work for me. You kill Frisk, I take the soul and destroy your universe without having to go through the pain of hunting them down!" Error grinned. "And all the while, you didn't see ANY of it coming! So what I'm trying to say, Shamir...is thank you. Thank you for making my job a LOT easier."

Frisk stood up a little, shaking his head in disbelief. "I can't believe you would do this to Shamir, Error. You destroyed his home!"

"Oh cry me a river! I've done this dozens of times and I didn't give a damn about any possible survivors. Speaking of survivors, I've SERIOUSLY gotta find that monochrome pipsqueak. Just looking at you reminds me that I've gotta do it." Error lifted his hand, and wiggled his fingers slightly. "Oh, and Shamir...you oughta be careful. Someone could get hurt with those sharp objects you have..."

Neither Frisk nor Shamir saw it coming. Suddenly there was a cross slash on Frisk's chest, both marks were enough to start leaking blood, and the damage was furthered by the two swords being coated with lightning. Simultaneously, the multiverse remote has also been slashed in half, rendering it useless. Shamir's eyes were pitch black with blue outlines. They were wide with shock.

"W-What...?! Frisk, I didn't-!"

Alter!Toriel could see what caused it, as her brother immediately went to tend to Frisk. The blue strings had a tight grip on Shamir's soul, which was giving Error control over his body. like a puppet...

"Oh no, Frisk...!" Red panicked, her paws reaching up to cover her muzzle.

Gaster's eye sockets widened when Frisk went down. "Error, stop this! I'M your target, not them!"

"Sorry G. But it's not just you anymore." Error responded, the threads latching onto Gaster and lifting him to his side again. "Red is a glitch. And I can't let either you or her leave this Void alive. And once I'm done with that, I'll get Geno Alphys. She's the one who started this entire mess by giving Asriel the soul of an alternate Geno Frisk. I'll fix all of the mistakes made on the Classic Universe in one go-"

"Be quiet."

"Huh?"

"Just be quiet...you're not...you're not fixing anything!" Asriel shouted defiantly. "You keep seeing everything that isn't absolutely like the Classic Universe as if they're abominations that shouldn't exist! Someone like Gaster who was removed from existence and forced into the Void! Someone like Geno Sans who wonders the multiverse alone, mourning for what he lost! Someone like Geno Alphys, who was a survivor and helped end Genocide in our timeline forever! Someone like Red, who didn't really exist before and didn't know of her purpose, but now she does exist and we're helping her find a purpose! I don't see anything wrong with that!"

The dark intentions Error Sans has, combined with just seeing Frisk get cut down by their new friend Shamir against his will, did an excellent job at setting Asriel off. It was a VERY rare sight, even after years of training with Undyne.

"I'm not as naive as I used to be. I know not everyone can redeemed...sometimes not everyone can be a good person...and I know some of us aren't always happy with what happens to us..." Asriel takes a brief look at Red when he says the last part. Then he turned back around, his eyes slitted and sclera turning black. "But after everything I've been through up to this point, I will never...NEVER...consider being alive, simply existing, to be a sin! Do you hear me?! Shamir and Red...they're not accidents. They're not mistakes. And they're certainly NOT ABOMINATIONS! Someone like you, who is incapable of seeing past his own hypocrisy, has no right to decide that they don't deserve to exist!"

Red seemed greatly startled at seeing Asriel being so passionate about defending her and Shamir and Alternate Universes. Standing up to Error, even after the latter said that her existence was pure random chance and it shouldn't be allowed, Asriel would not be tolerating that in the slightest. She was somebody important to him and his loved ones, and that was that. Her origins would not change how they see her.

Red raised her paw up to her chest. She could have sworn her soul jumped a bit, but not becsuse of Error. This time, it was because of Asriel.

That's weird...what is this feeling...?

Error felt it again. Asriel was speaking very much like the artist, he could tell due to how passionate he was getting about it. He was getting more shocked about this entire situation by the second. And yet at the same time, it was greatly aggravating him that once again, he was being defied. Though this time it's a huge break in his status quo. Instead of a Sans standing in his way and getting in the way in his work, it was Asriel Dreemurr, of all people. He wasn't going to just sit here and take it.

"Heh...hehe..."

Error Blasters manifested above him, connected by his blue threads. He grinned madly as he sends a condescending glare towards Asriel.

"Ya shoulda stayed a flower, kid."

"Error. I no longer have any patience or care for ANYTHING you have to say." Asriel responded calmly. He gestured to the crying Red, the heavily injured Frisk, and the one's Error is currently using as puppets, Shamir and Gaster. He then manifested a Chaos Blade in his paw, and tilted it enough so that Error's reflection could be seen on it. He narrowed his eyes.

"Unless it's 'sorry'."


Me: Welp, Asriel is done taking Error's crap by now. He's gone and made the ONLY monster who's a bigger cinnamon roll than Papyrus, angry. A Dreemurr, no less. Not a good idea.

And the next chapter is the final one for Error's intro arc. Be on the lookout for it when it comes. See ya! *Leaves*

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?:...Well. It doesn't seem like I can overlook this situation any longer. It's grown out of control.

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*The Artist is finally on the move...*