[Note: This chapter had been edited. So less type-o's! Also, i'll probably be editing the other chapters too, so don't worry if there are a few errors or mismatched words, i'll fix it.]

Hello everyone! This is my third story, so sorry if i'm not exactly the "best" writer. Warning off the bat, SPOILERS FOR THE TRUE PACIFIST ENDING. If that doesn't deter you then please, go ahead and read!

Chap 1:

...Frisk felt bullet after bullet impact his soul, slowly the life itself was drained out of him as he was assaulted by a barrage of colorful yet deadly attacks. Small tears fell from his eyes due to the pain, but he paid them no mind. He was determined to get through this. Undyne, Sans, Papyrus, Dr. Alphys, Asgore, Toriel, and every other monster in the underground were counting on him.

He just needed to find a way to win this fight…

"It's time to purge this timeline once and for all!" Asriel screamed as he called upon a "chaos cannon".

The energy charged from within and gave off a high pitched ring. In a mere matter of seconds, it was fully charged and the power was released. Lazers, stars, boxes, spheres and other deadly energy filled objects spewed out and homed in on Frisks soul. The fragile soul bobbed and weaved around the wave the best it could, but it was struck occasionally. Asriel smiled wickedly as he saw Frisks life force drop to 1. He was going to win, and soon he would be able to reset everything. The moment he had been waiting for came soon enough. One last falling energy filled star exploded and sent smaller stars flying when it broke apart. Frisk, happened to be dead center, and was overwhelmed.

Asriel saw the human's heart break. The soul split down the middle, and shook violently in its final moments.

...But it refused…

The soul suddenly came back together, and sealed itself. Frisk now appeared to be completely fine. It looked like he had not even been scratched. Asriel stared in shock as the moment passed. What had just happened? He had won, or it seemed that way at first. He was filled with determination, he was better than the human in every way. How could he not be dead yet?

"See what good your determination does now!" He yelled as he tried to attack Frisk again.

Asriel unleashed his power in a fit of rage, so much that he seemed to bend reality. Frisk watched as the godlike being threw another attack, but instead of energy beams or falling objects he found that he simply was not able to move. Asriel's determination was on par with his, or better, and somehow, he was using it to detain him. There was no way he could fight in this state, his demise was inevitable. But maybe he could still save some of the others.

Frisk was blinded by light for a moment as he focused. As the light dissipated he could tell he was in a different place. Someone familiar stood in front of him, but he couldn't tell who it was at first.

Out of nowhere a thread of spears came flying from the left, followed by some in front, and then a final set behind.

It must be Undyne! She had used the same attack when they first met.

Acting fast, Frisk blocked the incoming spears and switched attention to his friend. Undyne seemed trapped, and was muttering uncharacteristic words.

Frisk smiled brightly despite the circumstances, it was good to see a friend, and it made him feel better about the situation knowing there was still hope. He called out to his friend, which caused the aura around her to shake and retreat. After a moment of recollection, Undyne had broken out of the trance. She smiled back at Frisk, but before they could re-unite, a blinding light enveloped them again.

Frisk stared into Asriel's eyes once more, back in the same place they had started.

Frisk concentrated again, thinking about his hopes and dreams for the future. The thoughts took him to another lost soul which was also indistinguishable. After a second or two had passed, he saw a bunch of small robots floating down from above. Alphys! She had programed Mettaton to do the same thing, and luckily for him, he still had the upgrades on his phone which were meant to break them. Frisk tried to destroy the killer robots as they fell from the sky, using the phone's app to fire beams into them, just like before. It was relatively easy to dispatch them, and now that the immediate threat was out of the way, Frisk thought of a way to break into Alphys's mind. He asked a question that Mettaton had asked once during the show, and it seemed to work at first, but Alphys remained in the trance. Thinking quickly, the human thought of another way to get her to talk.

"What's the plot of "Mew Mew kissy cutie" again?"

That did it. The arua was lost around the Doctor, who began reciting the entire plotline from memory. A flash of light was given off.

Again, Frisk was face to face with Asriel Dreemurr. Actually kind of glad to be in the presence of the ultimate death god instead of hearing the entire plotline for that anime...

Continuing his work, the human reached out for another lost soul, the hopes and dreams within him allowing another bond to be stuck.

This time it was almost too easy. A pair of souls stood in front of him, and even through the distorting aura was surrounding them he could see it was the skele-bros. Sans and Papyrus shuffled uneasily. The human shouted out a skeleton joke that was sure to knock some humor out of them.

"Hey! I have a BONE to pick with you. You are both in a SKELE-ton of trouble."

They remained unmoved, but he could see the wall fading. Suddenly a wall of bones flooded the area, pushing Frisk back and bruising his skin with blunt force. Ow. They could really pack a punch. He need something else that they would both remember.

"Spaghetti."

With that simple word, the wall was broken, and they were freed. They both gave a bright smile before the resulting flash of light.

Once more, the human stood in front of the monster. Still full of determination.

With his remaining strength, Frisk reached out for the other two souls. They were not as strongly covered as the others, and just the slight echo of voice that did come from them warmed his heart. The small strands of white fur and the faint smell of Butterscotch and cinnamon comforted him. He knew it to be Toriel and Asgore. The human reached out and brought the goat monster into a tight embrace, the warmth and love emanating within both of them. Small flames encircle them all, but Frisk endured them as they came to harm him, remaining in the embrace. He told them both that he didn't want to fight, and that combined with the strong emotional setting seemed to do the trick. They were freed. Toriel ruffled Frisks hair lightly before the light separated them once more.

And for the last time, Frisk was left alone with Asriel. His bodily strength was failing, but...there was something different. Frisk never felt more full of hope then he did now. He freed his friends from Asriel's grasp, he made it this far. Surely there was more to do!

"The fact that you made it this far, fills you with determination."

He thought back to the journey for a moment. So much had happened, and there was so many people he met. His friends, they truly cared about him, loved him, enjoyed spending time with him. He found paradise underground, when he expected only ruin.

"The love you share with your friends, fills you with determination."

And that was the answer. LOVE.

Frisk looked up and gazed into Asriel's strong, focused eyes. Beneath the hard hatred ridden exterior, was the love and hope that everyone held somewhere inside.

"There was still one more to save."

Frisk willed himself to move. He fought, struggled and writhed until he was free. He painfully walked forward, and gently put his hand on top of Asriels. A surge of emotion was spread throughout the two, and Asriel recoiled sharply as he took notice.

"Wa...What did you do?" He asked, a hint of sadness in his voice. "What's this feeling….what's happening to me?

Asriel's memories came flooding back. All the time he had spent with Chara, where they grew up together, all the little things they did together. How she died. It was too much to handle.

"No..NO! NO I DON'T NEED ANYONE!" Asriel cried out, tears starting to swell up in his eyes.

In fear of his own thoughts, he lashed out and charged an array of bullets. He raised his hands and summoned them with the power of the human souls, sending a shower of deadly drops down from the skies.

The human's soul moved around in the storm, taking a couple hits, but remaining strong.

"Stop it! Get away from me! Do you hear me? I'll tear you apart!" He yelled angrily, backing up slightly, tears still threatening to run from his eyes.

He attacked again, this time with more ferocity. More bullets fell down, tearing the human soul to shreds. When the barrage had ended, the soul still clung to life, although just barely.

Frisk tried to move towards Asriel, hurt and tired. He walked closer and closer until they were just inches apart before Asriel spoke up.

"Chara...Do you know why i'm doing this…? Why i keep fighting to keep you around…?" He asked sadly, looking down.

A small shower of flames fell around the human, but they refused to touch him. Frisk moved closer.

"I'm doing this...because you're special, Chara. You are the only one who understands me. You're the only one who is any fun to play with anymore." He said, his twisted smile melting into a shaky frown.

"No...no...That's not JUST it. I… I… I'm doing this because i care about you. I care about you more then anything." He continued, his frown continuing to grow sadder. "I'm not ready for this to end. I'm not ready for you to leave. I'm not ready to say goodbye to someone like you again."

Frisk could only look at the pitiful display. Tears were now streaming down Asriel's eyes freely, the occasional sniffle echoing out across the void. Frisk moved closer still.

"SO, PLEASE….STOP DOING THIS….AND JUST LET ME WIN!" He screamed, a mixture of grief and anger overtaking his face.

Frisk closed the gap between them. He had only to reach out and take hold of him. Just then, Asriel charged up all the power of the 6 human souls, and the combined power of every monster soul to put out one final attack that would end everything. His hands began to glow, rainbows of color mixed in his palms until he collapsed them together to make one super power. The human was to sustain the entire blast at its source.

Asriel screamed as he let the power go. A tsunami of pure death overtaking the human. He could see Frisks life draining away at an alarming rate, but one thing surprised him.

1, 0.1, 0.01, 0.001, 0.000001, 0.00000000000001, 0.00000000000000000000000000001

"Stop it! Stop it now!" Asriel demanded, trying to increase the power.

No matter how long he held the blast, the human's soul would hold. It remained in power, no matter how bad the host's body was attacked.

Soft, gentle hands, holding his. He felt it. The beam of energy stopped abruptly, and he backed off.

Looking down, he saw Frisk, battered and beaten, holding his hands. He smiled up at him as if nothing had happened between them.

"I...I'm so alone..." Asriel whimpered, facing the human.

"I'm so afraid…"

"Chara...I...I…"

The room faded and the color that had once been, disintegrated into nothing. Darkness covered the land like a shroud for only a moment, before they appeared in the middle of a familiar room.

Frisk looked up to see another child around his age, standing in front of him only a couple feet away. Asriel rubbed his eyes and openly cried. Large, river like tears dripping down his cheeks freely.

"I'm... so... sorry." He blurted out between sobs.

Frisk approached weakly, his steps slow and pained.

The monster continued to cry for a minute or so, giving the human time to limp over to him. Eventually he started to get a hold on himself.

"I… I always was a cry baby… wasn't I, Chara?" Asriel asked, drying his eyes and calming himself a little.

"I know you're not Chara...She's been gone for a long time."

"Um….w...what is your name?"

"Frisk." The human replied.

"Frisk? That's…. a nice name" Asriel responded meekly, his eyes still moist and red from crying. "Frisk, I haven't felt like this in a long time. As a flower, i was soulless, I lacked the power to love other people. But...now with everyone's souls inside me...I not only have my compassion back...but i can feel every other monsters as well."

"They all care about each other so much."

"And... they care about you too, Frisk."

"..."

"I wish i could tell you how everyone feels about you. Papyrus..Asgore...Sans….Undyne...Alphys."

"Toriel."

"Monsters are weird. Even though they barely know you...it feels like they all really love you."

"Haha"

"..."

"Frisk I understand if you can't forgive me. I understand if you hate me. I acted so strange and horrible."

"I hurt you."

"I hurt so many people. Friends... family... bystanders. There is no excuse for what i have done."

Frisk looked over the young monster. He stood in front of him, awaiting his fate. His eyes were closed, and his hands were clenched at his side. He obviously expected the worst. Small crystal tears fell, but his mouth was curved into a small smile.

The human wrapped his arms around him. He felt the monster snuggle his face into the his neck comfortably. Together they rocked back and forth soothingly for a few moments, simply holding each other. Frisk could hear him start to cry again. He rubbed his back slowly, occasionally patting it softly to show support. Asriel griped at the humans back and felt the warm, comforting body. Soon, Frisks neck was wet with tears, and after a quiet "I forgive you" They broke the embrace.

"Wha...what?" Asriel asked, in shock as he steadied himself. "You really forgive me? C'mon, You're...You're gonna make me cry again."

"Besides, even if you do forgive me, I can't keep these souls inside of me. The least I can do is return them."

"I'm sure...with everyone's love and determination, i can set things right." He mumbled to himself.

Without anything left to say, Asriel backed up a little and began to draw upon every monster and human souls determination. The power itself brought him into the air for a moment. He could feel a wave of emotion run through his entire body, heating him up with a feeling of hope. He started to feel the life energy of each monster leave him, the power he once held dropping back to a near normal level. Soul after soul returned to their original state, far away in different parts of the underground. He eventually fell back to the ground, the souls departed, except for the 6 human souls.

"Here, Frisk. Take the human souls. That way...at least i can help you get home. I'll have done one thing right." He told the human as he brought the souls to him.

He offered them, and with hesitation, Frisk took them.

"Frisk...I have to go now. Without the power of everyone's souls, I can't keep maintaining this form. In a little while…."

"I'll turn back into a flower."

"I'll stop being Myself."

"I'll stop being able to feel love again. So...Frisk. It's best if you just forgot about me, ok? Just go be with the people who love you."

Frisk stared silently at Asriel as he finished talking. The monster looked down at the floor grimly, contemplating his life and how it will change once he reverts back into the horrible abomination that he had been when he was a flower. Seeing the sad display, the human embraced the monster once more. They wrapped their arms around each other, and pressed their foreheads together in a small display of affection.

"Ha..ha...I don't want to let go…." Asriel whimpered, pulling Frisk tighter into the embrace.

Eventually, it did end, and they let go of each other.

"I know whatever your decision is from here, you are going to do a great job. Everyone will be behind you." Asriel told him.

"Well...my time is running out. Goodbye."

With that final sentence, he turned from the human and slowly walked into the darkness. He had almost disappeared entirely, but just before, he turned once more to make a single request.

"Frisk….Take care of Mom and Dad for me."

And then he was gone.

The room was silent, and only Frisk remained. His breath was ragged, his vision began to blur, and he felt the pain from his body catch up. The battle had taken a lot out of the human, and even with all 7 human souls, he was not able to sustain the wounds for long. Moments later, blackness engulfed his vision, and the floor came rushing up to meet him as he slipped into unconsciousness.

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Frisk?

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Friiissssskkkkk.

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Honey?

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WAKE UP! SLEEPY BONES!

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…Hey...maybe this will work.

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*Splat*

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The human jolted upright. Something covered his eyes, but he couldn't tell what. Frisk brought a hand up to his face and scraped whatever it was off his face. Opening his eyes, he found a pile of cold spaghetti in his hand.

"Hmm. Guess it really goes to show. Nobody can resist your cooking Papyrus" Sans joked, elbowing his brother lightly.

"Oh, you scared us half to death! I'm so glad you're alright." Toriel said as she wrapped her arms around the child, kissing his head lightly and cradling his body protectively.

"I told you he would be fine. He's almost as strong as me. Actually. Not even close. But he's got heart!" Undyne spoke up, winking at the child.

"Y..yeah! Even though he had almost 0% of winning…." Alphys added awkwardly. "Bu..but i was rooting for you!"

Frisk looked around as everyone circled around him. It was comfortable in Toriels soft, fluffy arms. He felt like he could stay here forever, resting against this furry creature, surrounded by friends. It was perfect. But there was still something bothering him.

Frisk wiggled and writhed, the sudden movement caused Toriel to release the human in confusion. He stood up, and looked around the group. Undyne, Alphys, Sans, Papyrus, Toriel, Asgore…. Where was he?

"What's wrong my child?" Toriel asked uncertainly.

Frisk looked around each of them, ignoring the confused looks. Seeing no one else, he walked away from the group, intent on finding that missing person.

"What's he doing?" The human heard from behind in multiple voices.

"I'm afraid it might be time. The human must be leaving through the barrier." Asgore stated, watching Frisk walk away.

Little did they know, a unexpected surprise awaited them later. Something familiar. And possibly sinister.

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End chapter 1:

This chapter is mostly just a mood setter. The next chapter should be a lot more interesting in terms of friendliness and dialog between people. Anyways, until the next chapter! See ya later.