I wake up. Wait, no! No! No! No! This can't be happening! Frisk! No! I've failed. I've failed Frisk, Papayrus, everyone. I'm not getting up this reset, or the next one, ore the next one. It will always be them, Chara. I have to stop them, but that would be pointless. It's to late now. Well, might as well. I go to my lab. If only I could get the device working. I could purge the world, and reset completely. I could stop Gaster from falling into The Core, I could stop anything bad from happening to anyone from the moment I'm born. It just needs more DETERMINATION.

I know just where to get some. I take a shortcut to Asgore's throne room. I don't care what it takes, cause nothing matters now. Chara has control. The device is my only hope, if even that. I have to truly reset and stop Frisk from hitting twenty LOVE. I walk up to the souls. "Hello Sans," greets a voice. Shit.

I turn to face Asgore. "I need the souls," I explain, "I need them to finish an experiment of Gaster's."

"Sorry Sans," Asgore replies, "I can't risk the souls. Another human may fall any day now."

My eye glows. "Give me the souls," I demand.

"Sans are you alright?"

"I don't have time for this," I reply. I take the souls and leave. I return to my lab. The device is destroyed. There's a note on my desk. It's Chara's handwriting, "did you really think it'd be that easy? I'm one step ahead of you Sans. I've decided it'd be much more fun to reach the surface. You could try to stop me, but I've already made "friends". They'll die for me, which will be fun to watch. If you wanna stop me... you'll have to be a bigger monster than I am." Well, this just got a thousand times worse. It's probably best to return the souls, before Asgore gets upset. I go back to the throne room...