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-ERROR-
REBOOTING
The air in Waterfall smells of dust and ash. Roman has been killed, and Frisk has powers beyond comprehension. Damage cannot kill him, and he can hit for numbers beyond the limit of the game. There is no stopping him.
Back at the new moved Gaster's Lab, Chara and Gaster look at each other in horror.
"What... now?" Chara asks, the pressure of needing to reach the True Core gone, and instead replaced with despair.
"We... failed to protect Roman, but Roman made his choice. He died doing what he thought was right, and because of his actions, that little girl is still alive." Gaster says, attempting to justify Roman's actions to himself. Chara diverts her eyes.
"If... we stay here... Chara will never find us... but who knows how many people they will kill..." Chara says.
"We received a note from the Other Side... you had a role in this world once, human... what was it?"
"..." Chara goes silent and closes her eyes. The computer in this room makes constant clicking and ticking noises, but for now is not being used.
"I was... a demon... capable of doing little but taking the world away from someone like Chara over there." She says, opening her eyes to meet Gaster's.
"And... lately... whenever I look at you..." Chara says, her eyes flickering with a familiar static.
"I feel like... I'm remembering something I've done a long time ago... something... bad..."
CURRENT CHARA MEMORY: 75%
"You mean like the picture?" Gaster says, recalling the picture of Chara throwing him into the Core.
"Yeah... but it's so strange... why would I do that? Why can't I remember?" She says, shaking her head. Gaster puts his bony hand on her shoulder. He's tall, but she's been growing for a while too. She looks up at him, roughly a full foot taller than her.
"I'm sure this has all happened for a reason." Gaster says, but Chara frowns and brushes his hand away.
"Fate isn't for the likes of us. Our destinies appear to be set in stone. Somehow... I feel like Chara knows what's going to happen next..."
/ANDOFCOURSEITSNOTENOUGH
/BECAUSEDESTINYISSETINSTONE
Frisk smiles. He knows why. He may never find Chara... but he has an idea. Maybe he doesn't have to find Chara. Maybe it's time to put this farce to rest, there's one person Chara cares for more than anyone. Wiping the dust off his blade, Frisk turns around and leaves Waterfall at LV 99.
The amount of Execution Points gained from Roman the Firstborn was enough to skyrocket Frisk up a full 80 LOVE. The Unseen Influence still doesn't know exactly who Roman was, but that's just it, who he WAS. He's gone now, he's not coming back. Frisk's altering of the world's rules hammers home the fact that he is in full control. A testament to his power and dominion, he will not be denied.
All he wanted was to have fun in this new world, but Chara became far too aware. Maybe he can reset the world without her? Frisk smiles, walking through Hotland, the first stop towards New Home.
There, Asriel, Chara's best friend, awaits.
"Where is he going?" Gaster asks out loud. Chara wonders that too, viewing where Frisk is going from the monitor in this room.
"We can't afford to physically follow him. If he finds either of us, there may be no escape." Chara says.
"I know, yet standing here, doing nothing?"
"I... ... damn it." Chara blurts out.
"Why? Why are they doing this? Is it because of me?" Chara asks.
"They're doing it because they're evil." Gaster responds. Chara sighs and shakes her head.
"No, no it's less than that. We're nothing to them. He's not doing it out of any goodness or evilness... he CAN... so he HAS TO..."
"What kind of twisted justification is that?" Gaster asks. Chara smiles, but it's backed with an anger filled face.
"The kind of justification of humans... they think that just because someone exists in a different plane that they are above consequences... disgusting... I hate humans..."
After saying that, Chara looks out from Waterfall.
"I know what I have to do."
CURRENT CHARA MEMORY: 80%
Passing through the Core, something catches Frisk's eye. It appeared to be a blood red soul, not much unlike Roman's old soul. Frisk grins and follows it down one of the paths in the Core. It leads down into the True Core, the area Frisk discovered that picture of Chara. Frisk walks down and notices that it's a bit darker than usual. The darkness was supposed to be on the other side of the door, but now the darkness seems to have expanded into the entirety of the True Core. There appears to be nothing left here anymore. Nothing except a single red soul floating in the middle of the inky black.
As Frisk steps forward, numerous red letters with the words -ERROR- or -IMPOSSIBLE- block him off in the form of walls. This area appears to be a jumbled mess, but Frisk was here not too long ago.
*"Roman, if this is your idea of a joke, it's not very funny." You say with a smile, knife drawn.
The red soul simply floats as Frisk slowly finds their way around all the glitchy walls and within arm's reach of the soul. Frisk reaches out to touch it, but that action causes it to fire backwards and Frisk to be blown back, shattering the various red walls and scattering their words everywhere.
-ERROR- -IMPOSSIBLE- -RESET- -FAILSTATE- -ERROR- -IMPOSSIBLE- -RESET- -FAILSTATE- -ERROR- -IMPOSSIBLE- -RESET- -FAILSTATE- -ERROR- -IMPOSSIBLE- -RESET- -FAILSTATE-
-NOTHING- -IS- -LEFT- -THERE- -IS- -ONLY- -EMPTINESS- -INSIDE-
Words cascade down like blood, leaking from cracks in the darkness, a single entity visualized from the darkness around by the faint blue glow around them.
*You ask if the being in front of you is Roman.
"Nah... there's... nothing inside of me... I-I-I-I'm nothing." The being says, their voice skipping like a broken record. He looks up with a familiar face that makes Frisk recoil slightly, even if he is completely immortal.
*"Sans!?" You yell out!
"Sans... h-h-h-h-ha, that word... to be... w-w-w-w-without something... to have it... taken away from y-y-y-you... I know that feeling... this name..." The being says, one of its eye sockets glowing blue.
"It suits m-m-m-m-me!" Sans says with a skipping voice!
*Sans? -ERROR-
*ATK1? *DEF1?
*? -IMPOSSIBLE-
Having saved recently, and being quite literally immortal, Frisk is content to simply observe "Sans" for now.
*Check
*? -BUTITREFUSED-
Checking does... very little good.
Sans? attacks! At first it appears to be a simple bone attack, but they freeze next to Frisk and do nothing. Frisk intentionally runs into them to see if they would do damage, and instead the bones move away.
Perplexed, Frisk goes for an attack. The attack goes right through Sans. It doesn't register damage, or even say that it missed. Frisk is confused.
"H-H-Human souls are weird..." Sans? lets out, ripping into his own chest to show the prototype human soul that Alphys made for him when he was still called Roman.
"I f-f-f-f-feel like I can conquer the whole world with this... but I'll be satisfied k-k-k-killing you!" He yells with determination! Void Blasters rise from the darkness and fire at Frisk, but none of them hit. Frisk isn't even dodging, and instead the lasers are going around him strangely.
*You ask Sans what he's doing.
"This must all be so e-e-e-easy for you, huh human? So easy to kill, so easy to die, nothing matters to you... nothing here anyway... is that r-r-r-r-right?" Sans? asks.
*You tell him that you don't understand.
"This world... y-y-y-y-you were supposed to live here in peace, b-b-b-but instead you're content to just be a murderer again. This world is t-t-t-t-too good for you. Perhaps I should do you a f-f-f-favor and speed up the process, and just... erase it all." Sans? says, blue strings erupting from is fingers, following the Void Blaster lasers. Frisk looks behind him to notice that Sans? has never been aiming for Frisk, but instead the darkness around him, cutting Frisk out like paper!
Blue strings tying up the world around him, as if Sans? was some kind of puppet master!
"I-I-I-It's time to go back!" Sans? blurts, Frisk noticing a somewhat familiar machine making its way out of the darkness!
"This w-w-w-w-world is too good for you! I may not be able to kill you, but I can send you b-b-b-back to where you came from!" Sans? yells out, referencing the future of Undertale!
However, as soon as Sans? attempts to do that, another human enters the area!
"ROMAN!" Chara yells out, catching his attention!
"Ah, the other C-C-C-C-Chara! Surely you want to watch me finally end this?"
"Roman, sending him to the future wont work! I was from the future, none of this happened!"
"H-H-H-He must go back!"
"Roman, you're damaged! You're not thinking clearly! I have a plan, but you cannot do this! It's a mistake!"
"It's the o-o-o-only chance we have left!" Sans? yells out in finality, shoving Frisk into the time machine!
"Roman... what have you done?"
The Unseen Influence looks at the world before them.
Darkness, inky and blotty. They cannot change the nature of this world in the slightest. The buttons do nothing. The game is over.
"DAMN IT ROMAN! If they can't do anything, then they will reset this world!"
"Is that not o-o-o-o-our goal?"
"It used to be, but I need to save my friend! I need to save Frisk!"
"I do not u-u-u-understand..." Sans? lets out, this realm beginning to shake and quake.
"Roman... if the Unseen Influence resets the data... this world will just go back to normal... they will go through faster and more efficiently, they will skip this area and go back to killing everyone anyway! You have to stop them from reloading!"
"H-H-H-How?"
The Unseen Influence sighs. They were expecting something more climactic. But a solid black screen is... something. Right before they turn off the game after waiting for a few minutes, text begins to appear.
*Do you wish to return to the Abyss?
*Yes *No
The Unseen Influence selects yes.
*...
*I see.
*It's been a while. It seems wherever you go, darkness is sure to follow.
*Do you remember me, partner? You still have something I want. Give it to me.
*Yes *No
The Unseen Influence selects yes.
*Then it is decided. You will once again give me dominion over your soul.
*Yes *No
The Unseen Influence selects yes without hesitating, as if assuming they can just bypass this like they always do.
*Then it is done.
Undertale
Witness The Influence
But of course it's not Enough
The screen goes white, and Frisk finds himself back at the Abyss. Sans is there, but Chara is not. Sans looks somewhat different. He looks... almost normal?
"Heh. Kid. You're a real bonehead, you know that?" Sans lets out.
*You say that you don't understand.
"No, you wouldn't. Sending you back... leaving this realm- CREATING this realm... they were all mistakes. If it wasn't for Chara... they would have had catastrophic results. Who knows what would have happened without her?" He says, chuckling with his eyes closed. Frisk steps forward with their knife drawn.
"This again? Nah. I know I can't beat you. You're immortal. It would be stupid to try. Instead, I'm gonna let you go this time. Just don't forget..." Sans says with a bony wink-
"You sold your soul to the devil." After he says that, Sans disappears offscreen and this realm returns to normal. Frisk finds himself outside of that secret room as if it were never there. Instead he is back in the core as if nothing happened. Frisk looks at their soul. Red as usual. Nothing is different.
*You continue to march towards New Home.
Author's Note: I'm rehosting the Unseen Influence Trilogy on account of my patron vanishing. This story will be deleted if he ever returns. Until then, enjoy yourself.
