"Hey, Deva?"

"Hmm? Is something the matter Bardo?"

"What do you remember about....dying?"

"....What brought this up?"

"Deva, I mean this in the nicest way possible but your memories....aren't all that clear. We all know that you can't remember anything exactly along with your autism......I don't know how to say it politely."

"...I-I understand what your trying to say. My mind....isn't all that clear but I do know I was stabbed by someone I saw dear as a friend. Then sirens in the distance."

"....D-Deva... you were stabbed by your sister."

"W-Wha-B-B-But that's not true!!!! I remember that I was stabbed by a friend!!!!"

"That was a year before your actual death, Deva."

"I-I-I, t-this doesn't make any s-sense. I p-perfectly remember that but n-nothing else. All I remember is darkness and then seeing all of this!!!! I r-remember my sister but.....something is up. I know I had a family before all of this but.....I don't remember their names or their faces. D-Did I have a sister?"

"D-Deva? Hold on!!! Something messed with your mind!!!! The sister I knew and held dear remembered the faces and names of their family and held them, dear, to their very soul!!! Deva, someone messed with your memories!!!!!"

"H-Hold on!!!! Don't reincarnations move on after a certain point in time? T-This isn't typical I know but messing with my memories? What would be the point?"

"Deva, you loved your family so dear that I wouldn't be surprised if you killed anyone in a high position if they messed with them. You held kindness for a whole country but your cruelty was just as big. And, what do you remember of who you got most in those 'Who are you as a Sans AU's' thing?"

"....."

"....You don't remember, do you?"

"....No, I don't. Nothing comes to mind, Bardo."

"Ink. In almost all of them, you somehow got Ink with some being Nightmare or Error."

"....Ink? He is soulless in Canon along with not caring for those around him unless they held his interest. He protected AU's but only for his profit and his interest. If the Undertale Fandom were to ever truly be abandoned, he will fade and disappear without ever truly getting his own freedom. We were his lifeline and life, the Creators and Authors."

"And what do you both hold common?"

"....I loved drawing, I loved the very creation that seeps into the AU's. I protected what I held dear but my emotions were muted on some points or I never understood what to feel. I-I remember when I saw a dead bird I wasn't distraught. I was curious but then I felt bad after understanding some concept of death. Ink never understood what to feel as he held no soul to call his own. I-I can sorta understand his knowledge on that. But, I'm not him as Error also has connections to me in some ways."

"Hmm?"

"Even though Error was a manbaby and hypocrite, he kept his promises to a point. He held no trust in anyone, as nobody saved him from the fate of his origin. He turned insane from the imprisonment of which he forgot everything. He didn't understand anything. Even though he was the Destroyer, something hurt in my chest when I saw his actions, as I saw my own actions in it. We both held anger issues, we loved staring at the cosmos, we loved drama shows, though I don't like admitting that, eating chocolate at any chance, love being alone, and we hate being touched."

"Eh? You hate being touched? But your so touchy with your family and us...."

"That's because I trust you. You and Nova saw how I strayed from the touch of others but never those I trusted or loved dearly. I disliked touch but I didn't fear it all that much. Or what I believe so far...."

"Hmm, I and Nova did notice that but we just likely got used to it or wasn't all that strange considering your other quirks. You hoard anything that held your interest, shiny objects, chocolate, pins, books, art supplies, pens, plushies, pop figures, pokemon cards, and tons of others things. Though, did you ever knit something?"

"I tried to learn how to do that and my Grandmother was supposed to teach me....but she never really got around to doing that. Life got in the way and it sorta fell into the background. From time to time it does come to life but I didn't know where to start on how to knit."

".....Deva, do you regret being alive?"

"...."

"....."

"....I can't answer that fully as I truly don't know myself regarding that. I don't regret living no but life is not smooth. Sins run deep and nobody truly wants to settle for less. I just look at what transpires and I wonder how far we've all sunk. No, I don't fully regret being alive but at the same time, I regret the era that comes. We may be monsters now but humanity never leaves those that cling to it."

"....You always were a kind soul, Deva."

"Nah, it's a mix between Peservance and Determination by this point."

"Is that truly your soul coloring?"

"Hmph, three of them at least. I have equal amounts of Kindness and Determination with just enough Peservance."

"HA!!!! Truly describes you in a nutshell!!!!"

"Laugh it up! I remember my own family saying I was kind in some form but I truly didn't know I had the trait until this happened!"

"But it's funny!!! Every single one of us told you time and time again that you had kindness but you rebuffed saying that you weren't!!! Heck, when we even showed you the clear facts, you still held strong on it!!!"

"I couldn't help it!!! I have anxiety issues along with some mild depression! Oh wait, that sounds a bit more worrying than intended."

"Deva, I really worry for your common sense. You literally thought that high school was a place to openly speak of bombing the place and your inner thoughts out loud for star's sake!"

"Ok, in my defense, I was going through some weird mental journey while trying to figure out my social cues. Plus, I literally heard everyone talking among the halls of killing themselves or bombing the school! I thought it was normal as nobody else was reacting negatively to it! How was I supposed to know that it wasn't normal! Nobody told me shit during my high school days!"

"Ok, point. The school faculty literally made everything worse for you as we all saw that you developed serious trust issues due to them. Heck, didn't your sister have dyslexia and they didn't do anything?"

"Ah, yeah. I sorta remember Mom telling me she told the school but they didn't do anything to help that at all. Actually, now that I think about it, our school sucked as they focused mainly on anti-bullying and trying to get all of us into college. Look, I knew a higher education thing was okay but the way they kept pushing college on all of us was making me highly resistant to the idea along with making me feel like I was worthless. The point is: High school became literal hell for me."

"Hm, you always had self-confidence issues. No matter how much we tried to boost it, you just stayed down in that department."

"Eh, I was always comparing my work to everyone else which made me feel worse. Didn't know how to stop as I didn't know when it started in the first place. But I'm still highly functioning, on some days."

"Deva, I really wonder what goes on in your mind. Truly, you can be predictable but your mind is still a mystery in a half."

"Jury's still out on the case for that."

"....You literally have no clue, do you?"

"Nope!!! It's just by luck and everyone around me by this point. Ah!"

"Hmm?"

"Well, I just remembered something. When I was in what I presumed to be limbo, I heard some voices from time to time. Some of them were overlapping and soft while others were so clear that it hurt. Though, I heard reality and illusion thrown around a lot."

"...Now that you bring that up, I remember that void and chaos were also thrown around when I was in limbo. Wait...."

"....Oh by the very Oblivion, please don't tell me."

"Welp! Deities exist!!! I think..."

"...."

"...."

"....If we ever meet an FGod of Destruction in another multiverse, I call dibs on educating the ignorant while you get the humiliating and potential hard lesson for certain others."

"Deal!!! I always wanted to punt an Ink into lava!"

"No killing or potential crippling and were good."

"Ink is literally a magical pool of ink given skeleton form. Lord forbid if they figure out they can shapeshift!"

"Ditto."

"...."

"...."

"....Sooooooooo, when are you dating?"

"When I create a mythical god thing along with actually being interested."

"........Never?"

"Never."

"Dang, I really wanted to see who you would date."

"And you can't set me up."

"....."

"And no blind dates or random encounters."

"....."

"No, Bardo."

"...No fun."

"You should know by now that I don't care all that much for dating."

"Still, learn to date, woman!!!!"

"...Actually, I would be any gender as I don't care about it all that much."

"I'm so calling you mother one day and you can't change it."

"...."

"Wait, SHIT!!!!!"

"I'm a Mama!?!?!?!"

"HELP, I ACTIVATED THE MOTHER!!!!"

"DEVA AAHAD!!!! YOU BETTER NOT BE MOTHER-HENNING ANYONE!!!! I DON'T NEED MORE GRANDCHILDREN!!!! YOU HEAR!!!!!"

"BUT MOM!!!!! THEY CALLED ME MOM!!!!!"

"WE ALL KNOW YOU WANT CHILDREN BUT STOP ADOPTING ANYONE THAT CALLS YOU MOM!!!! VLAD, PLEASE STOP OUR CHILD!!!!"

"I'M NOT GETTING IN THE MIDDLE OF THIS!!!! THEY MAKE WONDERFUL CAKES DEAR!!!!"

"I should've kept my mouth shut."