Undertale Ultimate Timeline the official novel

Chapter 11: fall apart

[writing this chapter after 2 to 4 weeks was ass]

Flowey's words echoed through Frisk as he wondered if he even made the right choices in life. Flowey was always a bit of a grumpy prick, but this was.... real words?

Sans noticed this and approached him calmly.

''hey kid, anything bothering ya?'' Sans asked.

''nothing new.'' Frisk said. ''just me thinking about how Flowey ditched me because i chose Chara over the gem.

''look, sometimes people pick the one closest to them over millions, or even billions. i don't really know much of that because i can't be bothered to care, but i can tell. G told me once'' Sans spoke as he sat next to Frisk.

''thanks.... but Flowey seems like he could go for a gem over the world'' Frisk sighed.

''forget about him. he might change his mind'' Sans said.

''alright guys, i know this may be a bit weird now, but we need to head now.'' Ink said. 

''okay... and what has this to do with the gems of sins?'' Frisk asked.

''the macguffins can wait. i think i know XGaster's tactics, but we need to look through that looking glass to see the concept of those tactics'' Ink explained.

''alright.... let's head'' Frisk nodded. but before they left, Chara had emerged somewhere. she ran to Frisk and they hugged.

''what if when this all end, i'll never see you again?'' Chara teared up a bit.

''don't worry... we'll both make it.'' Frisk smiled, before continuing to walk through an ink portal with Ink.

inside a realm of looking glass, Ink grabbed Frisk's hand as they floated across.

everywhere they looked, the glass looked back at them in different ways. i was a surprise to be sure.

Frisk looked in one of the mirrors, and he was stared back by a freighting image of...

himself, with blood stains, and a knife carrying several blood stains of it's own. it stared at him with red eyes.

Ink looked into another, and it showed him with a destroyed comedy mask, and a lifeless husk.

this legitimately spooked him, to the extent of having a shocked face. 

Frisk looked over at another mirror. it was one that had a stone dead glare, with crushed and darker counterparts of the six souls. this horrified him.

''you alright, kid? this is the weirdest shit ever'' Ink said.

''i'm alright.'' Frisk tried to hide how every mirror he looked in, it only showed genocide timeline variations. 

''no wonder this said the mirrors of a thousand despairs.'' ink deciphered. ''there are no lights at the end of the tunnel for them. only.....

hell''

at that moment, the mirrors were satisfied with the torment they gave, and they all shattered, and Ink grabbed Frisk in a mad dash. Frisk's red soul lit up, as he avoided all the glass he could.

they had eventually made it through the portal back to the OMEGA timeline.

''that was.... fucking awful...'' Frisk shuddered.

''i know... it was just bad usses. haha, USses'' Ink spoke. ''but that's the thing. X!Gaster might want to use these for a defensive maneuver, so we can see the worst in each other.''

''well... at least that's one thing we know. but how will we get rid of them?'' Frisk asked.

''you know, he might just absorb the mirrors into the OVERWRITE button to fuck with time and space'' Ink said. ''just so he can remain victrorious in the end.''

[writer's note: you know, i'm getting so tired of this. all the plans i had for it have faded....

but i'll still pull through for the sake of finishing this! i promise all of you!

when i do Chapter 12, it will focus on Dream and Nightmare.]