A/N:DOUBLE POST!
I looked around, gritting my teeth, angry. The child had RESET again, me having killed them quite a few times yet, and they hadn't even 'killed' me once. I had confronted the child after they killed Sans, and so far they were getting quite angry.
I inwardly knew that this was just another nightmare I was having, since I had gotten images from other me's across the multiverse for a while now, pretty much whenever I went to sleep. Most of the time they were of the happy endings that followed my more… successful plans, but this one… this was hell, everyone I knew, all my friends, gone.
Thinking about all of this filled me with DETERMINATION to put the child down for good, at least in this timeline, and I marched forward to meet them again.
"So, haven't given up yet, have you, demon?" I asked, snarling at them.
"You know I will never give up, not while someone remains to remind me."
"Remind you of what?" I asked angrily, glaring at them.
"My past, my failures, all I tried to do to save him."
"If only you'd been a pacifist this time, I would've helped you save him." I said, slamming the butt of my weapon into the ground out of frustration.
"And what could YOU, possibly do to help?"
"I could of taught the one you're possessing magic, I could've had Alphys build a machine to use the SOULs to help save him, I could've helped them use it to give you a body." I listed off.
"Why do you care? This world has nothing left for me, all I care is to erase it from existence."
"I cared because it is my duty to help whoever I can whenever I can," I started, before looking off to the side. "You know… I wasn't always a monster,"
"What were you, a soulless husk, like that pathetic excuse of a brother of mine?"
"No… I was human," I told them.
"Even with you being a new anomaly, I highly doubt that's true."
"I used to be a human, and to me and millions of others… the events of this world, in this place, were all just a game," I said, gritting my teeth. "In that game, there were two main playthroughs you could do, True Pacifist and GENOCIDE… I avoided the second like the plague, because I couldn't stand to slaughter the innocent… but then I died in my world, and ended up here, in this body,"
"And today you will die yet again."
"You know what? Go ahead, kill me, I dare you, see what happens," I challenged, dismissing my weapon and spreading my arms out wide for them to get a hit in.
They charged at me, making a diagonal slash across my torso with their knife. Big red numbers appeared in front of me as my HP dropped to one, me falling to a knee, holding my chest.
"You know, when Alphys made me, she was copying a monster in the Underground…" I started, looking up at them. "I think it was pretty obvious who she was trying to mimic."
"You mean that rotten fish? You'll fall just as easily as her, they all do."
"Remind me, demon… what was her nickname?" I asked, smirking to myself.
"What, you mean Undyne the un… well crap."
I took that as my signal, DETERMINATION flowing through me as a light flashed. When the demon could see, I was fine, a little taller than before, more muscled while remaining my general build from before. My eyes were dark pits with a white slit, a aura of power flaming off of them, and my armour looked like a bulkier yet more… slick of Undyne's Undying form.
"YOU'LL HAVE TO TRY A LOT HARDER THAN THAT!" I exclaimed, eye flames going strong. I summoned hundreds of mini versions of my weapon, them all red, summoning my main weapon that was slightly different, spikes on the end of the hammer bits and one at the butt of the weapon, it now a dark red.
"You're gonna have a terrible time," I snarled, sending the spikes mini weapons forward.
"And you think you stand a chance? I am the god of this world."
"God's don't bleed," I said as a mini hammer struck them in the back of their head, down onto their knees, making them bleed some. They placed a hand onto the back of their head revealing blood. "And it looks like you do."
They started to get back up. "You think this changes anything?
"I know it does," I said simply, reaching a arm out… and turning their SOUL blue. "Because it means that you… are… done!" I exclaimed, throwing my arm up, inverting gravity and sending them flying into the ceiling where several of my weapons were waiting to impale them.
I sighed as I felt them RESET, getting ready to do this all again. I killed them in many ways after that, too many to count or remember, until I felt them QUIT, smiling as I fell to one knee, going back to normal at full health, before passing out…
I woke up gasping, clutching mmy chest and my eyes wide. I took panicked breaths, shaking.
"Wow, I didn't think anyone got night terrors as bad as Frisk before."
I closed my eyes taking deep breaths to calm myself.
"So, do you want to talk about it?"
"E-everyone… gone…" I mumbled, keeping my eyes closed. After a few more moments I was able to somewhat compose myself and opened my eyes.
"I'm okay now," I said, sounding calmer.
I was actually surprised to see a slightly worried expression on Chara's face. "Are you sure? You just had a serious panic attack over a dream."
"It's the how that got me… they were all killed," I told murder ghost.
"By who?" Murder ghost nervously asked.
"Someone who's two yet one," I said.
"Well… at least it never came to that right?"
"Right," I said, before a menacing aura came over the room. "And if it ever did… well, murder ghost… being a ghost wouldn't save you from me."
"And for once I feel like someone can actually go through with a threat towards me."
"It's not a threat," I started, narrowing my eyes at them. "It's a promise."
"So… um how has life underground been treating you?"
"Oh, it's been great!" I exclaimed, menacing aura gone. "Aside from the occasional nightmare, but I can usually handle those after a few minutes."
"That sounds… nice I suppose."
"Yeah…" I said, trailing off, looking like I was thinking hard about something.
"But why the nightmares?"
"They're more like… visions of alternate me's," I told them, looking off to the side. "It's actually how I know the plan will work, it was one of my 'dreams' I had,"
"Pfft haha, you sure your not crazy putting that much faith in your dreams?"
"It's worked out so far, hasn't it?" I asked, grinning at them.
"I suppose, is that how you knew so much?"
"Part of the reason," I told them, smirking.
"And what's the other part?"
"Maybe I'll tell you two, one day," I said, looking off to the side, staring off into space.
Murder ghost frowned at this, probably hoping to get some more backstory on me. "Maybe you can try to convince me to say more," I continued, shrugging. "Won't know till ya try."
"How much of this timeline is assured?"
"So far? I believe we'll get to our goal, I rarely ever have a dream that leads to us somehow failing, and there's usually a recovery whenever it does," I told them, shrugging.
"And what of the times there wasn't a recovery?"
"That only happened once," I started, before grimacing. "I'd… rather not talk about it… how was the surface for you, before you fell?" I asked back, deciding that I was going to ask some questions of my own.
"I had a difficult life on the surface…" murder ghost solemnly said.
"How so?" I asked.
"Abused by my parents, beaten to a pulp at school, nobody ever tried to help me. Every person for themselves."
"I hate those kinda people," I growled, slamming my fist into the floor. "It's just… why? What the hell do they get outta it? If anyone tries that crap with either of you on the surface, tell me, and I'll take care of it, LV and EXP be damned,"
"Most monsters avoid EXP like the plague, I'm surprised you don't care."
"Most monster also don't have the kinda DETERMINATION I do… and the kinda backstory I do, either," I said, grinning at them.
"Really more hinting, but not telling?"