The blackness, immeasurable.
And in it, something beckons you.
Their voice echoes trough the shadows and calls your name.
You stagger but your body won't move.
"How could you?"
The darkness replies. "Prepare yourself, and witness me!"
Suddenly, part of the void opens up and reveals a figure.
"I'm beautiful, am I not?"
Their vacant expression, the stripped shirt... You recognize those.
"Surely you have no hope of defeating me!"
Your mind cannot accept it, but sure enough, it's true.
"No... it can't be... is it really you...?"
Their expression turns into a grin. "Yes." And then a gentle smile forms in their face one smile that almost seems to mock you.
"m y c h i l d"
♥ Chara is here.
"B...but... Chara was... you can't...!"
The smile in their face spreads grotesquely.
"Keep in the surprise... you won't need it when you are d e a d!"
They step forward.
"As an old friend once told me..."
They pull out a knife. And another. And another.
"You are gonna have a bad time!"
Their attack was impeccable and came out of nowhere. Three knives strike you, spinning brutally.
"Gah! No... my strength..." You cough. " But... I still have de... termination."
Slowly, but surely, you begin to compose yourself and stand back up.
"What? No! Impossible, Impracticable, INCONCEIVABLE!"
A blunt knife appears in your hands.
"I will show you... that I can still go on...."
You pretend to attack, but it is a feint to make Chara dodge while you strike.
"You did that to sans, didn't you...? It's payback..."
[The voice, sounding from above says: Put in a number!]
Confused, you believe your mind is playing tricks with you. But you whisper in doubt.
The surprise distorts Chara's face. They convulse in pain and fall to their knees.
Panting, you think you managed to beat them again but they recover quicker than you believe and uses what is left of their black soul to release a whirlwind of sharp knives.
[The voice rings again. (321)]
[Chara has (302hp)]
You reach for your pockets... and find a sword-shaped burger.
You eat the Legendary Hero.
"That will not save you from this." Chara spits on the ground.
"AND NEITHER WILL YOU SAVE EVER AGAIN.
EVERYTHING YOU HAVE..." Chara pauses for a moment and grins to themselves. "...well, HAD. Is now mine!"
Chara slowly walks towards you. Everything turns into darkness.
"Ashes to ashes... and WE ALL FALL DOWN!"
[(666!) ... Wait it's negative?]
Perhaps from the deep wounds, you cannot make sense of what is happening but you gather every ounce of what remains of your soul.
Chara laughs intensively, believing that the fight is done with.
"I..." You lunge at Chara. "WILL NOT FALL DOWN!"
"Wait... what?" But it's too late.
You were already standing and slashing at Chara before they react.
[(204) Right... that means there's (96)hp left]
Chara staggers back, pressing their hand at the wound."NOOOO!"
Your body is exhausted, but you can still move.
"I... will do it." You step forward. "And your reign of terror will end, even if it costs my SOUL!"
"Then do it, coward!" Chara shouts.
"Why... couldn't you be... a better person?" You raise your knife. "Like this you are not even close... to a human."
The shock fades from Chara's face as you bring down your knife from the shoulder to their side.
Perhaps an illusion but Chara's body seems to be cut in two even pieces.
"Wherever you may go from here... may you rest in... peace..."
Your body begins to fall.
Cotton stuffing flies everywhere while a metal-like voice says: "I'm sorry beauty but everyone knows method acting works best, isn't that right?"
Everything lights up and it hurts your eyes. You stand in a stage by yourself while Mettaton walks to you from the back.
Coming to the realization, you sigh.
"You could have warned, you know."
"Yeah." Mettaton says. "But next time, try to be gentle with the props."
You stand up. "What do you mean by..." In front of you lies half of a dummy. "Ah. Sorry."
Mettaton begins tapping in a tablet. "Dummies of mass murdering psychos aren't cheap you know?" He looks up. "And neither are the people who hide in the ceiling giving advice and marionetting while talking to themselves!"
You follow Mettaton's gaze. Above the line of the curtains, a small white dog bows apologetically while bringing up some thin wires from the dummy.
"Hey!" You protest. "Not everybody can be a superstar like you."
"Yes, dear, I know." He returns to work on the tablet. "But don't say sorry to me, say it to the poor dog up there."
You stare sideways at the dog. "I will once he gives me back the artifact."
The dog whimpers and runs away.
"Oh my... looks like you scared him. But regardless folks...This has been another MMT-brand quality program. I will see you later!"
(You hear a voice)
"Do you really know why I did this?
You aren't ready... until you solve problems without violence.
So... I'm sorry bud, but you can't leave here. Not yet.
But hey that's it for me. Tell me when your ready to go and I will guide you
I'm going to Grillby's.
See you there."