The Last Save Point

## Part 0,5 (prologue)

This story began a long time ago, when Frisk was conducting his another post-pacifist genocide. It was business as usual, but before his encounter with the Mettaton, something had changed in the Core...

Before entering the room, Frisk decided to look around and peer deep into the core. At that moment, a strange silhouette appeared to the human, resembling they, but... different. Frisk didn't pay much attention to it and continued on their way. And then Mettaton appeared in front of the human. "My, my. So you've finally arrived. After our first meeting I-..." Frisk appeared behind Mettaton, flipped the switch and went into Neo mode, dealing critical damage. "Heh, that was easy. I even wonder how Sans could fall for my 'sincere' beliefs?" Freeme headed for the lift, but as they opened it, they heard a strange whisper from below. Crouching to listen, the human heard: "I won't die...I WON'T DIE!" It turned out to be Flowey. Afraid of repeating his fate, the flower, clutching itself in fear, didn't even notice that it had landed right under the human's feet. At the same moment, Flowey's head was pierced by a silver knife blade, and the flower spent the last minutes of its life in pain. At the same time, Frisk stood up and walked towards the lift with a pitiful gait. "Hmm, so with Flowey gone, I still get to fight Asgore? I hope he doesn't disappoint me~"

Arriving at the 'new house' with a cheerful attitude, Frisk went to the box with the amulet, but didn't find it, nor the 'real knife'. "Strange... Everyone should be dead by now, except Sans and Asgore. So who could have needed them...)" With these thoughts, the human walked over to the mirror and took a look at himself: "It's *you*." Frisk's smile returned to their face and they walked to the courtyard. Once inside, Frisk decided to save theirself, but upon contact with the save point, their code became severely distorted, taking on a non-standard shape resembling a multitude of joined stars. "(What the-... Okay, we've got to beat him on the first try...)"

Frisk approached Sans, who was standing in front of the human as usual. Looking at Frisk blankly, the skeleton sighed and said: "Does it really amuse you? Seeing those you once cared about die at your own hands..." The human just took a step forward and smiled broadly. Skeleton turned his gaze to the window of the hall, which was filled with bright light. For a moment, old, happy memories came back to him, but they faded as soon as he realised the reality. "Do you think there's even the slightest chance of getting it all back?" Sans looked lost, defenceless. His vacant gaze and strained smile, however, evoked an uncanny feeling. A cold gust of wind blew down the corridor, lifting the skeleton's jacket slightly and giving Frisk goosebumps. "Well, I have a better question... Do you wanna have a bad time?"

Pulling a 'real knife' from his pocket, Sans gripped it and plunged it into the ground with a broad grin. "This is what you were looking for, isn't it?" A long bone flew into the human's shoulder, knocking him against the far wall of the corridor. Frisk began to worry more as he couldn't get out, and Sans walked calmly towards the child, summoning the Gaster Blaster with a slight movement of his slightly raised hand. "I know you're coming back, but I'll be ready. I won't let you erase everything again..." clenching his hand into a fist, Sans fired a shot that obliterated Frisk and shattered the soul of determination into small pieces. With empty dark eyes, Sans laughed hysterically, realising his helplessness. At one point, however, a strange feeling flashed through him, like receiving a wound, but there was no cut itself. Turning, the skeleton saw a silhouette that looked like Frisk, but it was shrouded in darkness. The entire corridor was shrouded in impenetrable darkness, and the unfamiliar entity's eyes glowed red. Suddenly, the creature appeared in front of Sans. It said, "This wasn't supposed to happen, but I have to take extreme measures..." Extending its left arm, the 'it' pointed at Sans, whereupon hundreds of black blades with red patterns headed towards the skeleton. "What the..." Sans jumped back and called out several Gaster Blasters, blocking the knives. ("It's not Frisk, but who...") the creature reappeared in front of Sans, who mentally said, "(I'm sorry, Sans)", and at the same moment was behind the skeleton, leaving a huge horizontal gash across its chest. "Phew... He-he... History repeats itself again and again, without even the slightest chance of a different outcome... Don't say I didn't warn you..." The skeleton turned to dust, and darkness began to envelop the world.

The being called the 'Watcher' walked quietly over to Asgore, who had released all six souls and was standing in the centre of the room waiting for the human, but saw something else. "You're not the one the flower told me about, are you?" Clutching the trident in his hand, the monster channeled the energy of all 6 souls into a single blow, producing a huge blast that would have blown its way out of the mountain if not for the darkness that absorbed the blow. "W-why...?" Asgore asked himself, feeling overwhelmed. "I won't let you rob me of everything I had..." Asgore remembered the chara, but before he could say anything, he was covered in strange black glitches that enveloped his entire body and caused him to dissolve into darkness.

"Great, now the timeline is ready," the Watcher said, touching the ground and making everything disappear, leaving only emptiness. "The 'Player' made a more interesting event this time, but it was just as archived, Doc." Holding a floating black sheet with glowing red edges, the being dissolved it into glitches with a smooth movement of it's palm. "What now? The 'Player' has begun to find more and more loopholes in the code that could endanger even our dimension." The Mystery Man gave his interlocutor a sardonic look, then replied, "That would be even more interesting. I've got a few trumps up my sleeve that won't put us in too much danger. For now, we'll just have to watch, which is what we're supposed to do..." The doctor looked away, noticing a slight change in the code, but didn't pay much attention to it. "It's time to reset the world, Watcher."

Somewhere in the vastness of emptiness there were still the scattered shards of soul resolve that had begun to come together. Frisk's resolve overwhelmed every bit of *his* soul, allowing them to come together. Soon Frisk awoke in the middle of an empty, dark place. Mysterious and vast. Looking up, all he could see was the impenetrable darkness that enveloped the whole place. "Ugh! My head... W-why do I feel like this... Weird." The human felt quite cold, so he started to look for a way out. "Chara...? Sans...? Somebody! Help me! I don't want to stay here..." But nobody came... Apparently Frisk was really alone... "Please... Help me... I know you're watching me... SO SHOW YOURSELF TO ME!" The same save star that was a few metres away lit up in front of him. As he approached it, Frisk decided to save himself, but in doing so the world also began to reset, causing a glitch throughout the universe, forming hundreds of anomalies in the form of various offshoots of timelines with random parameters. Detecting Frisk as a threat, the defence system threw the human into a random world, but failed to detect something much more dangerous...

[Explanation: the point is that when the world is restarted, the default parameters of the universe are automatically selected (i.e. all the events responsible for the story are reset), but because of the saving during the process of this restart, Frisk got stuck while selecting these parameters, so the protection against interference with the code immediately threw him into one of the universe variations with random (and maybe even swaped or changed) parameters (here the mechanics of the game code work, but the world itself is not a game)].

*To be continued...*

*(Winter 2023-2024)*

Part 2 in 2023