Chapter 1

Author’s Note: This fanfiction is being reworked, and here is the new version of Chapter 1. Best read on AO3. 

It had been a long time since Frisk was conscious. Since Chara sent her to this unknown abyss after that last run, Frisk felt empty. In the end, she felt nothing, and the darkness consumed her. It seemed similar, in some ways, to the place where Flowey would leave her when she would reach the end...

In what felt like many years after the final point of EXP pushed her over the edge, Frisk's memory stirred. Her SOUL floated from her body, red as ever. In it's illuminating glow, she could see scenes from her past play out. Frisk recalled the warm hug of her adoptive mother. She remembered the good times she had with her friends once a long time ago. She remembered bad jokes, even worse food, but a friendly smile. How that one person, despite everything, still believed in her. Her ability to be a good person. How they never gave up on her, and how they gave her the strength to try again despite Flowey leaving her in the void. And finally, after so many tries and resets, how she helped her friends see the sun. She smiled as she remembered these moments. These precious times.

Then her smile faded. Frisk remembered what followed the breach to the surface. Dusty alleyways, protests, and a different kind of uncertainty for monsterkind.

Somehow, she felt an ache in her bones and her stomach fluttered at her next memories. The memories flashed by quickly on her red SOUL.

A good intention gone wrong.

A single misstep.

A curiosity.

The dust on her hands. How they pleaded for their lives. How they defied all odds, and still died at her hands.

For the first time in a long while, Frisk began to cry. The heat of her tears scared her, but they came anyway. Frisk couldn't be sure how long she spent crying, but she remembered her every sin. Then, she heard a voice call out to her. His voice was still young despite the flow of time.

Frisk. You seem so gloomy these days.

I am growing concerned.

You have been faithful to me and I, quite honestly, am bored.

Let us reset this cursed world again. I can make it go back to zero.

Frisk felt a bright light erupt around her. Carefully, she opened her eyes to see Chara still young as ever. He stood before her fetal form with an expectant look upon his face.

No one will remember. No one will know of your crimes.

You can try again. In return... you will just give me one thing. The one thing I want.

Frisk realized then that she had been floating. She pulled her legs away and down, her foot touching the ground. Chara held out a hand to Frisk.

What do you say, partner?

Frisk tensed. Chara was giving her a deal, but he didn't specify what he wanted. Would she truly accept it? Then again... what did she have to lose? She reached out and took Chara's hand. He gripped her hand tightly in his. From his sleeves, a black ooze rushed out and covered Frisk whole. It expanded from her chest and pulled her SOUL into it's darkness. As Frisk tried to pull away, Chara only laughed until his eyes cried black.

I grow bored of the usual reset. I've actually been working on something new... I hope you understand.

Frisk took a deep breath as the ooze spread to her face. The last thing she saw was Chara's normal face. The face he wore when he wanted to pass for human. He almost looked...

Like he had a regret.

Underground in the far west of the cavern, was the usual point of total reset for Frisk. Previously, golden flowers bloomed aplenty and gave the dark space a radiant glow in the center. It was usually day when Frisk woke up. The moonlight from above illuminated her body. The flower bed around her shimmered blue as the flowers whispered sad stories and conversations all around her. When she opened her eyes, this was the first thing Frisk noticed. She sat up and noted her body. A knit, purple sweater Toriel had made her a few resets prior, a pair of blue jean shorts with suspenders she found in a drawer in Toriel's home, and the brown boots she had fetched from Toriel's treasure trove of shoes. As always, she seemed to retain her same age despite the reset. When Frisk reset, even the true reset, her mind and age remained, while everyone else seemed to revert back to how they were when she first fell. Slowly, Frisk stood and took a few cautious steps. One foot in front of the other. She nearly toppled over as she unused to walking.

As she walked, she heard passing conversations. They were whispers usually, and she heard a similar theme. "What do we do now? What are we going to do about this?" Frisk saw a singular blue flower ahead of her.

A face grew on the flower, and she immediately recognized him. Flowey.

As Frisk approached the flower, she noticed something else was different about Flowey. He didn't smile at her. In fact, he looked worried.

"Oh no..." Flowey looked away from Frisk. "I'm sorry... you really shouldn't be here. How did you even get here?"

Frisk thought of speaking up, but couldn't find her voice. Instead, she pointed upward. It wasn't necessarily a lie.

"This is really... really unfortunate for you." Flowey looked back at Frisk, then away again. "Wowie, you look like you took a dirt bath... I thought humans showered regularly?"

Frisk blushed as she patted the dust and dirt from herself. Flowey nervously laughed and shook his head.

"Well, that's okay... I'm Flowey. I guess that makes me... Flowey the Flower," Flowey looked aside awkwardly, as if he were unused to having to introduce himself. "Well... why don't I show you how things work around here."

Frisk nodded as her SOUL faintly appeared from her chest. Its familiar red glow even more distinct against the shimmering blue flowers around them.

"That's your SOUL, it's the culmination of your being," Flowey said. Frisk simply nodded. "Human SOULs are pretty strong, so I don't think you need to worry about gaining LV... er, what's LV you may be wondering!" Flowey looked aside nervously. "Its... its not important. Anyway, monsters down here tend to greet each other with magic! Um, like this!" White pellets materialized around Flowey and swirled around him. "It's um... normal for monsters to use magic on each other. So, get used to it? A-anyway, try to avoid the pellets!"

The pellets flew toward Frisk's SOUL. Rather than move it around, she allowed the pellets to hit, after the first couple landed, Flowey visibly swung his leaves around and the pellets flew to either side of Frisk's SOUL. She furled her brow. Why would he do that? Checking her HP, that attack didn't take her down to 1. Why...?

"H-hey, you are supposed to dodge those attacks." Flowey looked a bit frustrated. "You are pretty tall for a kid, right? Aren't you an adult human? I mean... you aren't wearing a stripped shirt..."

Frisk had no idea how to respond to that. Why wasn't he trying to reap her SOUL? Was this some kind of new trick? Flowey shouldn’t remember true resets… he didn’t seem to remember that last one anyway...

"Maybe it's cause you can't move all that well, right?... you look so uncomfortable..."

Frisk noticed her legs were shaking and she was hunched over somewhat. She tried to speak, but it came out as a squeak. Instead, she nodded at the small, blue flower.

For now, she would play dumb just like he was doing.

"Wait here," Flowey had a glint of hope in his eye as Frisk's SOUL disappeared back into her body. "I'll go get help." He disappeared into the earth.

Frisk waited minutes and was confused. Usually, Flowey would attack her, then Toriel would rescue her. Or if Flowey was aware, Flowey would say something mean and Toriel would show up. Not to mention the echo flowers that seemed to replace the golden ones. Frisk recalled Chara's words. I grow bored of the usual reset . What did Chara do?

"Hello." Frisk heard an almost familiar voice. The voice pulled her out of her thoughts, and her attention was grabbed by Toriel. Her voice was lighter than usual, more youthful. She was also shorter. Toriel seemed to be the same height as Frisk. Strange, as Toriel still stood at least a head over her even at her full height. Toriel was dressed somewhat differently. She wore a solid, purple dress that bore the delta rune crest on it's chest. She also wore a dark purple mantle, which seemed to have a longer cape that reached down to the goat's pink boots. Toriel also wore pink gloves over her paws. Frisk studied Toriel's face for a moment. She seemed younger, but tired. More tired than she ever seen Toriel be before. Was this Toriel? "Ah, you are the human Flowey told me about..."

"Um..." Frisk tried her voice. It was scratchy and unused, but she managed to project loudly enough for Toriel to nod at her. "Who are you?"

"Oh dear, I forgot to introduce myself." Toriel waved from where she stood, keeping a fair distance from Frisk. "My name is Tori. I am one of the keepers of these ruins. You have fallen underground, my dear to... well, we call it the Underground around here."

"Oh..." This was definitely Toriel, though it was odd for her to introduce herself as Tori. Usually, it was a nick name reserved for close friends. Frisk pondered for a quick second as she noticed an absence. After all, he had called Tori to this place. Why wasn't he here? "Where is Flowey?"

Tori looked aside and seemed to try to suppress a concerned expression. "Ah, yes. I told Flowey to stay home. It is not... safe for some like him to wander about the ruins alone."

In response, Frisk merely nodded.

"Let us proceed to the next room..." Tori turned and exited through the door she came through.

Frisk followed Tori into the other room and spotted Flowey ducking into the ground at the top of the stairs. Red leaves were scattered around the middle section by the steps as before, but through the leaves, Frisk could see echo flowers blooming through the ground. The blue and red against the deeply purple surroundings almost gave Frisk a headache just looking at it. Frisk spotted the usual save point in the leaves, but it wasn't yellow. It was blue. A small quirky change, she assumed.

As Tori climbed the steps, Frisk reached out to interact with the save point. It glowed to her touch, and time around her stood still with Tori half way up the steps. Strangely enough, a menu popped open to Frisk, though she quickly remembered the feeling. It had been a while since she last saw it. The name was Chara, as usual, and she saw the words Save and Continue. Frisk saved at the save point and it healed her. She felt the familiar power course through her veins. Then, she tried to pull up the Continue and Reset menu. Nothing happened. She tried again, but time continued to move forward and no menu appeared for her.

"What's wrong, my dear? Please, do not lag behind." Tori called out from the top.

Frisk looked up at the small goat woman. Tori gave her a small, patient smile, but Frisk felt a seed of worry plant in her soul. What if she messed up? The menu was not appearing... Had she lost the power to do resets?

Frisk noted that Tori kept a decent amount of space between them as they walked. "So the ruins can be pretty dangerous to newcomers," Tori explained as they entered the first puzzle room. "You have to solve puzzles to get from place to place here. Like so," Tori solved the step puzzle for Frisk, as she had done many times before, and pressed the switch on the wall. "You will need to make sure you read signs to solve the puzzles here. I made sure to leave some instructions on some of the more... dangerous puzzles." Tori looked aside.

"Dangerous?" Frisk questioned as Tori led her to the next puzzle room.

"Yes, the puzzles in the ruins can be quite dangerous." Frisk was certain Tori was exaggerating. So far, as she noticed the puzzle in the second room was exactly the same as in the previous timeline, nothing had changed other than Toriel's size... and Flowey's temper. How could these puzzles be dangerous? "I've marked the correct switches. Please press them, and we will proceed." Tori went to the end of the hall and stood by the spike trap. As usual, Frisk flipped the marked switches and the spike traps retreated. "Good! You are doing so well!" Toriel seemed genuinely pleased.

As they toured through the various puzzle rooms at the start of the ruins, Frisk picked up on a few things with Tori. First, Tori was still the same old Toriel for the most part, but other than her look something else was off. Something Frisk couldn't quite place. Second, Tori avoided having Frisk fight the Dummy completely. Usually, Toriel wanted Frisk to know how to deal with battle in non-violent ways. Instead, Tori seemed to avoid the conversation entirely. Finally, Frisk and Tori entered the long hallway. Rather than stopping for Frisk to run down the hallway, Tori and Frisk continued to walk.

"Ah, so now I have a request to make of you... oh dear! I forgot to ask for your name. Silly me." Tori turned to face Frisk as she stopped walking in the middle of the hall. "What is your name, my dear?"

For a brief moment, their eyes met for longer than a few seconds. In those moments, Frisk wondered how difficult it would be to cut Tori down. Would she die as easily as mother had? Would she cry just like she had before? Frisk's breath caught in her throat as she chased the thoughts away, breaking eye contact with Tori. After a moment of silence, she finally managed to say, "Frisk..."

"Frisk... that is a lovely name." Frisk looked back up and met Tori's gaze. The smaller woman offered a quiet smile. "Truly, in the short time we have spent together... you have not once tried to attack me. So I have decided you can be trusted for now," Tori had a strangely determined look on her face. Frisk felt confused. Had Tori expected Frisk to attack? "I must ask for you to stay here in this hallway for a moment. I need to make... arrangements. In time, I will come for you. Consider this... a test of sorts."

"Oh... sure?" Frisk nodded.

Tori seemed pleased with that response. She produced a cellphone and handed it to Frisk. "Here is a cell phone. Within, you will find my number. Call me if anything happens."

Frisk waited a minute or two after Tori had left and followed her out the entry way. She saw the same old Froggit, though he seemed even weaker. Puny. She bet he would take only a single hit. Frisk shook her head. No, she didn't want to do that anymore. This time things would go differently. Frisk squat down and listened to the Froggit.

" ribbit. " It said, 'Human, you would do well to stay close to Tori. She will protect you. And if a monster fights you, please show some MERCY.' " ribbit ."

Frisk nodded, understanding what Froggit meant. She traveled the halls of the ruins, and even encountered a few fights. Her usual options were present: FIGHT, ACT, ITEM, and MERCY. Frisk was practiced from her previous runs and none of the monsters could land a single hit on her. Reflexes came back to her, and she felt certain she would be safe for this entire run. Frisk noted her LV had dropped down to 1 as it usually did in these resets, which made her breathe a sigh of relief. At least Chara really had let her start back at the beginning... though she couldn't be sure she understood where this beginning was . Echo flowers, a friendly Flowey, and a short Toriel... These were not normal.

As Frisk traveled, she saw the blue flower trailing her. Flowey. He kept his distance and watched her. He seemed to be trying to stay hidden, but Frisk was used to his shenanigans and could see him from the corner of her eye. He looked shocked and worried when she accidentally fell down a hole onto a bed of flowers. She wore a look of shock as well, however not due to the fall. Instead, it was because she hadn't expected there to be flowers. Each pit that normally contained red leaves, instead contained various flowers.

Frisk finally made it to Napstablook... only this time, it wasn't Napstablook. Or even a ghost. It was a large monster facing opposite of Frisk. They seemed to be watering the flower bed they stood on. They wore blue jeans and a white Hawaiian-type shirt with a purple, repeating triangle pattern on the hem and the sleeves. White fur covered the rest of their body, and they had a yellow mane along with large horns and floppy ears... could this be?

The person turned around, their cute, blue elephant-ish water pail still dripping water down on the flower bed. This was Asgore. A younger Asgore. He was not as massive as he was in her previous timeline. Instead, his shoulders were more narrow and he was not quite as tall. His full beard was not present, instead, he had a short, curled billy goat beard. Asgore was humming a soft tune, then he noticed Frisk standing before him. "Oh... howdy..." He abruptly stopped watering as he stared at the girl.

"Um, hi," Frisk gave him a small wave. This felt incredibly awkward. What was Asgore doing here?

"So... you are the human. I heard the Froggits speaking about you, but... I did not think you were real." Asgore pulled out his phone. "Ah... I see you have met my wife, Tori." His eyes scrolled over his phone for a moment, but he didn't seem to respond to whatever he saw on his screen. "Well... I am sorry, human, but... I cannot let this opportunity pass. Good-bye."

Frisk's SOUL was pulled out from her chest. A small, red heart floated by her chest. Asgore stood before her, his eyebrows narrowed, but his red eyes seemed unsure. Frisk took this opportunity to CHECK Asgore.

* Asgore - ATK 20 DEF 11

* This father wants what's best for his family.

Asgore didn't say anything as he thrust his hand out toward Frisk. What followed the motion were several flower bulbs materializing out of thin air around Frisk. He snapped his fingers and they all opened and moved toward Frisk at once. She tried to dodge, but was caught completely off guard by the attack. Asgore had always attacked with fire or his trident. She misstepped into one of the blooming flowers, taking damage. As she took the hit, he looked a bit frightful, but showed no signs of stopping.

As she moved her hand toward the ACTs she could do, her vision lingered a moment on the FIGHT button. Couldn't she fight Asgore? Would it be easier than trying to talk him out of attacking her? That is how she always fought Asgore anyway. He always destroyed her MERCY and forced her hand. Isn't this the same? Frisk saw Flowey peeking at her from behind Asgore. He looked... worried?

Frisk shook her head and ACTed. She only had a couple options. Talk, Flirt, and Scoff. Frisk tried the obvious option first. Pointing at him with both fingers she exclaimed, "I hope you're a doctor," then pointed at herself with her thumbs, "cause you make my heart skip a bleat, " she was surprised her voice came out as confident as it did. Heh, still got it.

Asgore blushed and replied, "I-I am a married man!" He threw both arms into the air. As he did, flower petals began to fall from thin air and fluttered around her in a more familiar pattern.

Frisk moved carefully, dodging his attacks with much effort. It seemed flustering him caused his attacks to become faster. She ACTed, and said, "I'm sorry, I just... I came down here to find someone. I don't want to FIGHT or hurt anyone."

Asgore seemed to hesitate for a moment, "I am sorry... but I must do this for the future of my family." His eyes briefly flashed a bright red. He looked down at the ground as he fired another set of petals.

Frisk found it much more difficult to dodge this attack than before. Had Asgore found his resolve? "If you hurt me... won't Tori be mad?"

Asgore hesitated further. "My wife... she would not be happy... but we are running out of options..." He waved his hands, causing many flower bulbs to materialize all around Frisk. She managed to dance her way around them, though her margin of error seemed to narrow.

"Please, I don't want to fight you." Frisk gave him a small smile as she pleaded.

Asgore looked away. He rubbed his palms with his thumb as he thought, finally he looked up with a frown, his eyes glinting red. "If I capture you... then we will be allowed to re-enter the kingdom... then my child... will have a chance at life..." With that, he took in a deep breath and rained more petals upon Frisk. As she dodged the fluttering flowers, she miscalculated and took several points of damage. She mentally cursed herself for forgetting to take a piece of monster candy.

Frisk was about to speak, but then Flowey appeared between Asgore and Frisk.

"Hey Gori," Flowey had a huge smile on his face. "Uh, I see you met the human."

"Oh, uh, yes, I have," Asgore looked down at the flower. "We were just... chatting."

"I think Tori needs help with the groceries... she is planning on having the human come over for dinner," Flowey looked aside nervously. "Uh... I think you should go and help her. Don't you? Instead of doing... something I think you would regret?"

"Ah... yes," Asgore blinked a few times, the light in his eyes seeming to dim somewhat. He returned Flowey's smile. "I... I suppose I should." With that, Frisk's soul returned, and Asgore looked apologetic. "I... I am sorry human. I am not sure what came over me... We should not be fighting." He bowed awkwardly, then ran off.

"Hey... uh, Frisk you said your name was?" Flowey twisted his stem to look back at Frisk. Frisk nodded at his question. "You really should have listened to Tori. You shouldn't be walking around here... you might've... or someone could've been..."

Frisk tilted her head in confusion. Why was Flowey acting genuinely worried about her? About the other monsters? Yet, she couldn't deny the look of fear and frustration on Flowey's face. Frisk saw a similar face before, but this one was different. It came from a more innocent place.

"Listen, why don't I escort you back home. I'm sure Tori won't mind," Flowey nodded to himself. "It's just this way." Frisk nodded at Flowey, but kept her distance.

As they traveled through the rest of the ruins, Flowey kept plopping up and down out of the ground, shooing away the weaker Monsters while Frisk completed the puzzles. He scared off the monsters by making the creepy faces Frisk was used to being on the receiving end on. Finally, they made it to the familiar structure Frisk oft recalled in her dreams. The normally dead tree was very much alive. It's red leaves had littered the ground somewhat, but not as badly as it had in the previous timeline. Frisk could see the glowing, blue save point, but this time it was nearly buried in a beautiful garden. In front of the home, she saw Asgore and Tori speaking, with Tori pressing a phone to her ear. She looked as Asgore pointed to Frisk, a look of shock, then disappointment washing over her face. She hung up the phone.

"Frisk, dear... You should have stayed where I told you," Tori scolded. "You didn't get hurt, did you? Look at you... have you been fighting?"

The human nodded sheepishly. Tori shook her head, then turned toward the house.

"Come along, you won't get healed until you've had something to eat." Tori walked and disappeared into the home, Asgore returned Frisk's sheepish nod, and followed his wife inside.

Frisk stood outside for a moment with Flowey. She approached the save point and held her hand out to it, it's warm glow caressing her hand with its energy. She saved with the menu, and as time proceeded, Flowey cocked his head and gave her a strange look, but said nothing. Instead, he disappeared into the ground as Frisk entered the home.

They all sat around the table in an awkward silence. The wood fireplace gave the room warmth despite the chill Frisk could feel coming from the cracks in the foundation of the home. Flowey sat in a flower pot in his own seat. They all had bowls of cold soup, aside from Flowey. Frisk took a sip, and had to hold still to not recoil from the taste. Tori read Frisk's expression and sighed. "I am sorry my dear... I called Gori, but he did not answer his phone ... so I had to make due." As she stressed the words, Frisk could tell Tori was angry with Asgore. Asgore stared down into his bowl.

"Well, I think it is delightful," Asgore ate his portion without complaint. Every now and then he seemed to eye Frisk. Frisk felt guilty, despite the fact that Asgore had attacked her first. Of course... if she hadn't had taken the true reset... Frisk shook her head as she took another bite. She could practically feel a chill creep up her spine as she did.

After dinner, Tori guided Frisk to her room. It was in the usual place. "I know this is not much, but, I hope you enjoy yourself here... please do not venture about the ruins without myself or Gori. It is... unsafe." Tori looked away as she spoke the last words before she walked away. Frisk understood what Tori actually meant. Tori was not worried that Frisk would get hurt... she was afraid that someone else would get hurt.

Frisk settled into her bedroom, which was recently cleaned. The wood floors looked a bit moldy and rotten, and the bed felt lumpy. Frisk could tell Tori had tried. Frisk sighed as she waited. After several minutes had passed, Frisk couldn't wait any longer. She stood up and made for the door. Flowey appeared from the floorboards behind her. "Frisk, where are you going?"

Frisk looked down at Flowey. She shook her head and opened the door. The house was eerily quiet. However, as she approached the room at the end of the hall, she could hear Tori or Asgore in their room.

"Tori, we really cannot allow this human to stay with us in our home... I understand that you want to give them a chance, but..." Asgore trailed off.

Frisk heard Tori sigh. She could hear heavy footsteps and then the sound of someone climbing into bed. Tori said, "Asgore, not all humans are bad. We know this as a fact. Remember...?" Frisk couldn't quite make out the whisper near the end. A name?

"You know as well as I do that they were found guilty, Tori. We trusted them and then... and then..." Asgore sounded like he couldn't speak anymore.

"Let us rest on it tonight. The door is firmly locked, and... I just do not believe the human will hurt us... I think we should believe in the philosophy of the king."

Frisk heard no more, but saw movement in the corner of her eye. She looked down to see Flowey had popped up wearing a confused expression. He pointed to her room with his leaf and disappeared. Instead of going back as Flowey seemed to suggest, Frisk started to walked to and down into the basement of the building. As before, the hallway was long, but in disrepair like the rest of the house. Flowey kept springing up to speak to Frisk.

"Frisk, how do you know this is the way out?"

"Frisk, you really, really, shouldn't leave."

"It doesn't matter what Asgore said. Stay here with us..."

When Frisk reached the end of the hall, she was surprised to see that no one stood there at all. Perhaps she would be able to go straight to Snowdin. Her mission was to see them as soon as possible. After all, if it hadn't been for her mistake... Frisk felt uneasy at the memory. A happier time that abruptly ended with dust... dust on red. It replayed in her mind. A memory from years ago, though it was a moment that was technically in the future. The terrible sound of trumpets, a shrill cry, and then just... dust. Dust on her clothing... the ground... and her hands. She felt tears start to pool in her eyes, but was pulled out of her vision by Flowey's shaky voice.

"Frisk? A-are you okay?" He asked looking up at her. She looked him in the eyes and saw genuine concern. Genuine concern where there should be none. She felt her breath catch in her throat and the tears began to flow as she realized it. She didn't want to acknowledge the situation, but the truth was plain as the look on Flowey's face. She thrust open the ruin doors and ran out. She ran down the long, dark hallway as Flowey gave chase, shouting, "Wait! Frisk! You shouldn't leave! It's dangerous out there!"

With a final push, Frisk flung the door to Snowdin Forest open and stepped out. She looked around herself, but found nothing new. "I'm still here... I'm still in the Underground. The same Underground... this isn't some new place... this is still the Underground." Frisk tried to convince herself of the lie. She ran as Flowey dared not venture past the door of the ruins, which closed on his sad face.

Frisk saw the giant stick and ran past it. It snapped behind her. Happy with the sound, she raced to the end of the narrow, wooden corridor. She stopped at the bridge, her heart in her throat. Frisk would be meeting him soon. The person that had planted the seed in her head. That ruined their happy ending. She turned, her timing on his entrance perfect. So perfect that she had honestly scared him in many of the runs where she had started to become unhinged and eager.

Just in time for her chest to be impaled by... something . The sudden pain overwhelmed her and she was quickly losing consciousness. Frisk caught a glimpse of a cloaked figure before her world turned white.

Her vision burned like a movie reel melting on screen. The sudden white pulled just as suddenly toward the center of her being. The deep purple of the ruins flooded her eyes, and she gasped for breath for a moment. Usually, she would be greeted by the faint murmur of King Asgore speaking to Chara, but instead she received that violent vision of the world whiting out. It almost felt like she had really died. She found herself standing at the front of the home she had stood before just a couple hours earlier. Flowey behind her gasped.