Ink feels an itching in his Soul as he uses MERCY to spare Edgar.

"MERCY?" Edgar chuckles, "fun fact there Ink, that itch, that's them. That's the puppeteers. I wanna ask you guys some thing, in the canon timeline...

DID YOU SHOW MY BROTHER ANY MERCY?"

"What are you talking about?" Ink asks.

"Oh, nothing," Edgar smirks, "anyways, to any who have no clue who my brother is in the canon timeline, go to Wattpad, and follow Gen3king. Also, read this canon book."

(Link to The Mask)

"Moving on Ink," Edgar continues, "I'm not gonna kill you yet, there's potential for a great arc here, so, I'll be taking your brush, and leaving."

Edgar ACTs, stealing Ink's brush.

With a little advertising and son plot advancement done, I'll be going. I'm gonna some thing. Something they'll enjoy, and then, when it ends, they'll res the canon stort, intrigued by my creations."

"You are insane!" Ink yells, "that brush is very powerful! You can't just go painting all willy nilly!"

"I'm not painting," Edgar explains, "I'm writing."

Edgar breaks the brush, paint oozes from the breaking point. Edgar catches some of it in a coal he then attaches to a pen.

"Farewell Ink."

Edgar takes out a notebook, writes something, and he's gone.

Meanwhile, Frisk and Alphys are working on something.

"You sure about this kid?" Alphys asks.

"Yeah," Frisk smiles, "there's bound to be one timeline where they don't need the human souls. We'll give Asreil those and ours, and then, he's back!"

"Frisk!" Sans dashes into the room, "You gotta RESET right now!"

Edgar changes the scene.

"We'll come back to that," he explains, the world growing darker, darker, yet darker.

"Wait," Edgar stops, "Gaster! Gaster, no!"

Gaster retreats.

"Guess he's already onto me,"  Edgar sighs, "ah well! You have a new job dirty brother killers. You're gonna lead a Frisk through my Underground. Welcome to Pentale! To my world!"

A new AU is made. The intro begins.

Long ago, the fans and Gen3king were content with the series.

Gen3king wrote for the fans, he lived to make them happy.

Until one day, they wanted Gen to die.

What came next... well, this timeline isn't canon for a reason...

PENTALE

Pentale Frisk walks forward, where Flowey would be, they at greeted by a man in a black cloak.

"Howdy!" The man greets, "my name's Reaper, and we're all fucked! I guess I'll play along, I'm not canon anyways!"

Reaper starts a FIGHT.

"Down here," he smiles with sincerity, "there are writers, and there are OCs. Edgar is a writer. He MUST die. However, many may try to stop you, since you are the protagonist, you have a special SOUL."

Reaper winks, just like Flowey does.

"Listien," he continues, "this world is doomed. Hahaha. So, why not have some fun? Become stronger? You see these green pellets? I'll give you some of my power. All you gotta do, is trust me. Let's see what they think..."

The choices are get hit or don't. Next chapter shall reveal the results.