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Falmercia, once at a distance, stopped and checked the room for other entities once more, seeing the room was empty she checked her stats. Frowning, she looked at the damage she took, she couldn't believe that Flowey had managed to catch her off guard, with his levels, it shouldn't have even been impossible for him to hurt her, yet the damage had been made.

She reluctantly conjured her soul to heal the damage. It was natural for a demon to be reluctant to look at their soul, it's physical manifestation was a reminder of exactly why they were considered damned.

A demon's soul was point side down, similar to a human's, but was solid black and bound by two chains. These chains each locked away an aspect of humanity that demons lacked. One chain was said to lock away deeper emotion, the reason why demons had nothing but shallow feelings and lacked emotional tied. The second chain was said to lock away a demon's conscience, removing them of the ability to feel any kind of remorse for their actions.

Falmercia gasped as she saw the state of her soul, particularly at one of the chains, where one of the links had been cracked. Could the weed have done this? No, she had taken worse hits in her lifetime.

It must have been her past insanity from the time in the void, she had been there for a long time, long enough to actually lead her to do something to get out.

She considered attempting to fix the chain with her soul magic, but decided against it. Demons might be naturally talented at soul magic, but the creator of the chains was simply far more powerful than her. It was best not to touch.

She reached to her soul and healed her damage before shoving it back into her chest.

She sensed Undyne approach her from behind, she turned to face them and CHECKED her. Only a small amount of damage had been done, but still, "Conjure your soul," Falmercia ordered.

Undyne nodded and summoned her soul obediently. Falmercia reached to the soul and healed the damage instantly.

Frisk and Sans had brought Flowey and Chara back to the Skele-family's house, and after a small debate between Papyrus and Sans; Sans, Frisk, Papyrus, Gaster, Flowey and Chara all sat spread out across the living room.

"So, you're saying that you two IDIOTS released an ultra-powerful demon onto the underground and now it's OUR job to stop her. Nah ah, not doing it, we almost died over there, if it wasn't for Falmercia being too lazy to finish the job, I mean, what would have happened if she hadn't called it quits?" Flowey complained loudly.

Chara, who was next to him hummed, "I'm more curious to why she didn't use her soul magic on us? I saw her use it on Frisk before, and that stuff is more advanced than mages on the surface could do when I was alive, I mean, what she did wasn't even mentioned in legends."

Automatically, Sans and Frisk turned to Gaster for answers, and he shook his head, "I never traded for information on soul magic. Even from my time researching soul magic as a scientist I never learned much on that matter."

Frisk frowned and tried to recall all the times that Falmercia had used her soul magic, unfortunately, she had only seen one, and heard of another, and of the two, she only knew one thing they had in common, "Maybe she requires a contract to use it?"

Sans shrugged, "that would make sense, it could be possible that she needs magical consent to interact with souls but… nar, couldn't be, she didn't make a contract with papyrus, but she fixed him up."

Frisk's eye-sockets widened in confusion, "Wait, that was soul magic?"

"Well duh," Chara answered as if it were obvious, "it would need to be, since the problem originated there."

"WHO CARES WHY SHE DIDN'T USE HER SOUL MAGIC?!" Flowey shouted, "She was probably just too lazy to use it." Frisk and Chara shared a look, not satisfied with the offhand explanation. Frisk's eye-sockets widened when she realised what she was doing, and she averted her eyes.

"Which is another reason we should all just give up before we manage to piss her off enough to be 'worth the effort'." Flowey continued, and Papyrus flinched at the curse.

"watch your language around my bro, weed." Sans warned, adding, "and around frisk just to be sure."

Flowey rolled his eyes.

"We cannot just let Falmercia do whatever she wants, she could hurt a lot of people." Frisk tried to explain.

Flowey laughed, "I don't care! She could kill everyone in the entire underground for all I care!" He shouted again, turning to Chara and adding in a quiet voice. "Except you, Chara of course. Come on, let's leave these idiots!"

Chara shook their head and refused to move, "I can't Flowey, I also played a part in this, so I feel responsible. If it were not for me, Frisk would have never of made the deal that allowed Falmercia to escape in the first place."

"Ch-chara…" Flowey looked down conflicted, "Fine, I'll help, just for you."

Chara smiled, "Thanks." Flowey huffed.

"Well then, how do you guys plan on defeating her? She said it herself, she has all the determination, you defeat her, and she'll just RESET." Flowey asked, finally getting on board.

Frisk shakily put her hand up, "Um… I-I-I have an idea." She got up and turned to Sans, "I'm really sorry." Sans raised an eyebrow in confusion and watched as Frisk went to the kitchen where the Legendary Artefact was being kept and carried it into the room.

"I think I've figured out what it does." She said looking down.

"and what's that, babybones?" Sans asked, but Frisk ignored him and turned to Chara, tears pooling out of her eye-sockets.

"Can you promise that we can trust you?" She asked them with a shaky voice, "That you won't hurt anybody?"

Chara looked confused, but answered, "Yeah, I promise, definitely, but why?"

Frisk nodded and brought the Artefact up to Chara, and her ghostly form was absorbed into the orb.

"HEY! What did you do to Chara, she promised you didn't she?!" Flowey protested, and Frisk threw the Artefact to the ground, shattering it and filling the room with smoke.

They heard coughing, and when the smoke faded, Chara was kneeling on the ground, with a human body.

"*cough, cough* What was that?" They asked, raising their hand in front of them, not believing that it was actually there.

"Falmercia never wanted the Artefact, she just wanted a reason to offer to bring Gaster back… When I saw you again after Falmercia escaped, I recognised where I felt the magic from the Artefact before… it was yours. And the puzzle to get into the Artefact room was the music from Asriel's statue… it got me thinking…

"The Legendary Artefact was the crystallised remains' of Asriel's dust, it must have turned red because of the DETERMINATION from your soul which he absorbed. Asriel's essence was absorbed by the flowers though and became Flowey… So…" Frisk gestured to Chara, who finished.

"So, you figured what was left must have been my essence, well a fraction of it, and returned the remaining part of my soul to the Artefact to complete it and reform my body. And you were so stupid when you first fell I must have rubbed off on you." Chara smirked standing up.

Sans frowned, "but babybones, why'd you do that for? it still doesn't fix the problem, falmercia said she was more DETERMINED than you, chara's not going to compare."

Frisk shook her head forcefully, "No, Chara was always more DETERMINED than me, but because she didn't have her complete soul before, she couldn't access it."

Sans blinked, and looked to Chara, "that true?" he asked.

Chara slowly nodded, "Then that means… now I can…" Chara lifted her hand and the menu popped up, their eyes shone with hope as they went to press the SAVE button to test it out, but the button didn't respond, making them frown.

"It appears that we are equally DETERMINED, so neither of us can SAVE or LOAD, let alone RESET."

Flowey blinked in awe, "So… what you are saying, is that we have a chance?"

Chara nodded, smiling.