Everything was quiet. When you had to cross Hotland in the timeline before, there was at least the buzz of a few monsters talking amongst themselves. But now, there was just silence. Even the heat didn't bother you as much. You knew what you had to do, there was no time to stop, no rime to waste anymore. This was a long time coming, you just hadn't noticed it until now.

MTT Resort was as silent as the rest of the underground. The broken fountain even looked more solemn than it had. You take the opportunity to look around, a chance Frisk didn't give you before. Next to the doorway that led to the Core, there's a little shop, almost like a fast food place. You can see someone inside behind the counter, looking out past you. Curious, you walk in.

"Welcome to MTT-Brand Emporium, home of the Glamburgers," the guy behind the counter gives an uneasy smile, "Sparkle up your day (TM)!"

The inside of the shop was filled with pictures of odd looking food as well as pictures of Mettaton. The menu behind the cashier even featured a steak in the shape of Mettaton. You started to wonder what kind of Monster Mettaton really was.

"Uh, what exactly is a Glamburger?" You ask him.

He stiffens for a moment, shaking a little, "It's..." you can see the lines going through his mind, he's considering what he wants to say before he says it. After a long minute, he finally slumps his shoulders and sighs, "A poor life decision sandwiched between life and regret. Sprinkled with a bit of impending doom! Can I get you one, little buddy?"

You blink, not even sure how to completely answer him. As you try to think of a response, your stomach growls loudly and you give a smile, "That sounds...interesting. But, I'll take one. I haven't eaten anything all day, anyway."

"Oh wonderful!" he said in a very condescending tone, "That'll be 120g, please!"

As you hand him the money, he grabs a little box from behind the counter and sets it in front of you. The box is shaped like Mettaton and covered in glitter. It even had little arms on either side made of cardboard. As you open it, you glance up at the employee. He's watching you, but he seems less anxious now. He even had a lit cigarette hanging from his mouth.

The Glamburger(TM) looked less like food and more like it belonged on a shelf for display. The bun was so shiny and glittery, even covered in sequins. The burger itself was an odd color, brownish with an unnatural hint of green. It had no scent, either, except for a strong undertone of glue. The whole thing made your stomach turn.

"Uh, so how come you're still here?" You ask the employee as you dissect the food in front of you, "This place is pretty empty, seems everyone has run off somewhere."

"That's because everyone is dead," he said. You look up at him, trying to look more surprised than you felt, "yeah, most people have gone into hiding, and yeah, Mettaton told me I didn't technically have to come in for my shift. But that's the thing, sometimes he doesn't call me in until my shift is almost over!"

"Oh man," You rub your head, feeling kind of bad for the guy, "So then, why stay here?"

He takes the cigarette from his mouth and waves his hand around, "I thought maybe I could do my part here to slow that little weirdo down. They were just in here not that long ago, but all they did was buy some food and get their gross dust all over everything."

You straighten up, "Wait, they've already been through here? How long ago?"

The MTT employee shrugs, "I dunno, about 10 minutes before you came in."

You jump up and head for the door, "Oh man, I'm late! Thanks burger guy!"

"Take 'em out, little buddy!" You hear him call to you.

You run out into the hall and to the Core as quickly as you could. You got distracted, there was no excuse for it. You took your phone out as you ran into the elevator and pressed the button. There was one message to you.

"You're next."

By the time you made it to the top, the fight had long since ended. Mettaton was nowhere to be seen and the rooms were quiet. You had to run as quickly as you could to get to the next fight. Back in Asgore's home, you slowed down to catch your breath. You were very aware of the stagnant air in the underground as it seemed harder to breathe after running for so long. Despite it all, you descend the stairs and walk through that long hallway once again.

"Howdy!"

The stop as you hear the voice in front of you and just look down, "Flowey?"

Flowey just grinned, "You can't stop them, you know," he said, "No one can now, hee hee hee!"

You shake your head and walk around him, trying to keep your focus, but he just follows you.

"You want to think you're determined enough," he points out, "But you're not. You will never be determined enough to beat Chara."

You raise an eyebrow and look at him, "Chara? Is that their name?"

Flowey gave a weird look and just moved to the other side of you, "Give it up Chara came back when I called them so we could rule this world. Just look at everything we've done!" He laughed and moved ahead of you, a sinister look on his face, "There's only the king left. And then you."

You brush past him and start to run, "They'll never make it past, Sans!" You yell back at him.

As you step into the next hall, the stained glass windows lining one wall all the way down. The light shining in was warm, familiar. It was empty, not a sound could be heard but your own footsteps as you walked slowly past each pillar.

"Heya...kid..."

You jumped a little at the sudden voice, even though it was kind of hushed. Looking to the side, you see Sans leaning against one of the pillars beside you. His shirt was sliced open and red, a couple broken ketchup bottles on the ground at his feet.

"Sans! What-?" You take a step closer to him, but he raises his hand to stop you.

"Sora... if you...can stop them," he says, stepping away from the pillar, "Don't...hesitate..." he looks at you, his eye glowing again. He's sweating badly, as if the exertion of just walking is too much for him.

You frown, but clench your fists and nod, "This will end, Sans. I promise."

Sans gives a laugh and winks at you, "I'm...rootin' for ya... kid... welp, I'll be at Grillby's." He turns and starts to walk out of the hall, holding his chest. He looks up and to the side as he shuffles closer to the door, "Papyrus... do you want anything?"

Then, he turns to dust and is gone. You stare for a moment, a tightness in your chest building. All you could do was watch as the dust settled in a pile on the ground. Everyhing he had been, gone in an instant. If this plan didn't work...

"No, it will work." You turn away and grab your keyblade from your back, holding it tight as you walk down the hall, "No more 'if's. This is what we have to do."

The throne room was just as well lit as the last hall was, sunlight shining down through a window in the ceiling. In the beams of the light, there were flowers growing, so many of them, like little yellow buttercups. Just beyond the flowers was the throne, a big and comfy looking chair. You stopped at the edge if the flowerbed.

Sitting in the throne, was Frisk.

You held your keyblade up and pointed it at them, but they didn't move. After a moment, you blinked and lowered it a bit, "Frisk?" Still they didn't move. You moved closer across the field of flowers and crouched in front of the throne, looking in their face. You could see their chest moving slowly with their breathing, but nothing else, "Frisk? Can you hear me?"

"It's no use trying," a voice came from behind the throne. You step back, holding your keyblade tight as a figure walks out from behind it, "It must really hurt to lose your heart twice in one lifetime."

Chara stood beside the throne, no longer completely covered in shadows. Their green and yellow striped shirt was as clear as their bright red eyes and wide smile.

"You..." you shook your head and pointed your keyblade at them, "I get it now, you were helping Frisk get back their heart just so you could take it for yourself!"

Chara smiled and shrugged, "This world is mine to do with as I please. And now that I have enough power, all the humans on the surface will learn what true pain is. Of course..." they stepped closer to you, eyes locked on your keyblade "I could never have done this without your help."

You glare at them and swing the keyblade down to the side, "As if I would ever help you!"

"You're right," Chara shrugged, sitting in the arm of the throne, "You're too good, you would never be willing to help me, oh no, not the mighty keyblade warrior," they leaned back with a smirked and patted Frisk's head, "But Frisk here is your friend. And you'll do anything for your friends, right? Like... opening a door you know you shouldn't?"

You stand firm, shaking your head, "I don't know what you-"

"Oh I think you do," Chara stood and faced you, "You opened this world up, you made it vulnerable to heartless. And now, I'm going to destroy it."