The Broken Resets

Chapter 1: The Cursed Beginning

I couldn't believe it when I had first heard the news. I was told that Frisk had returned. I had given up searching by that point. I looked everywhere, or at least, everywhere without plunging myself into the underground. The underground which monsters where trapped, and no human had before returned. Turned out that was exactly where Frisk was.

It took a while at first, to get everyone to get along. The humans weren't happy that the monsters had killed so many of their people. Most it turned out were children. The monsters felt horrible for the actions they had pulled. With Frisk's help, the monsters were able to redeem themselves in the eyes of the people. and the more who accepted the monsters, the better things got.

Of course, things were peaceful for a while. I remember moving in with Toriel... I remember meeting Papyrus, and Sans, and everyone. I would watch the sun rise with Asgore, or help the little monster kid get an apple from a tree, since he didn't have arms. Heck, I even sang a duet with Mettaton. Boy that guy's full of himself.

Looking back, I almost laugh, when remembering how simple things had been. Things were good.

But since when do good things ever last.

It even started simple. Just nightmares really. Frisk was having terrible nightmares. I'd find them shaking in their bed, scared and crying. It took so long before they told me everything.

About Flowey, or Asriel. About the lost prince who was the real hero, who tried to save everyone. It was the one person Frisk had been unable to truly save.

He figured Asriel would have turned into a flower again. Back to Flowey, the bitter little flower with no soul.

But the more I thought about it, the more I realized...

If Flowey lives, if Flowey can be bitter... and angry... and filled with so much hate...

They... he... had to have a soul... right?

I thought so. So, now that the barrier was broken, anyone could enter the underworld freely. heck, it started to become a tourist destination. Mostly Snodin, the Capital and Hotland though. No one ever really went to the ruins. there wasn't much there to look at.

I had started to feel bad for the creatures that lived there. We past a few remaining monsters, who chose to stay where they were. they chose to live in the ruins before. it wasn't that surprising.

But then we came to where Frisk had landed. We found a single golden flower, it's petals drooping as what looked like a face hung down out of our view. Frisk sat in front of it, not needing to say a word as the simple action drew the attention of the flower.

"F...Frisk...? You... you came back?... why? To mock me? To make fun of me? To point out how much of a failure I am?" The small voice rasped out.

"Oh, and you brought a friend, what, did your real mom finally find you?" The flower only glared at me after that.

"I'm Frisk's sister. Our parents... well... they're not around anymore." I said calmly. Truth be told I wasn't even Frisk's real sister. Just a girl who took them in after their own parents died. My father was still alive back then, but as I said before, when does anything good stay that way?

"Sister hm? And you came down here, on the whim of your sibling? boy, you must be a real IDIOT." The flower declared. I only rolled my eyes. I moved closer, the flower seemed confused, as if it was ready to bolt. I sat next to Frisk and it eyed me warily.

I didn't blame it, after all I must have seemed very strange. This girl suddenly approaching it, after so long along, especially after just calling me an idiot. I can't even imagine what was running through that tiny head.

But you see, while the monsters hold most of the magic, there was still a few fragments left behind by the magicians of old. The very magicians that locked up the monsters to begin with.

I had some of that last magic. With that magic, I could find Asriel... I could find his soul.

Gosh... I had never seen such a broken, injured soul. it was barely holding itself together within the heart, but there it was, safe, all because of memories. All because of a little magic holding it together. With a little more, it could be repaired.

If only I could have guessed what would happen next. Maybe I could have stopped it.

The flower... it... changed.

"You foolish human, you think you can actually save Asriel. How sweet." A new voice said. This wasn't Flowey... this was pure, unbridled evil. I could feel it, as could Frisk.

"This is all I needed, to make what i wanted... a tiny bit of human magic." A blackened heart had appeared. It's darkness flowing out, like creeping vines growing around the cave, snaking up the walls and slivering towards me... towards us.

There was so much fear. it was cold. Even Flowey, now looking a little more himself, seemed afraid.

"Chara... this isn't what we discussed..." The flower said weakly.

"Shut up Asriel... this will be...even better."

All I could remember after that was just... darkness, a freeing, evil darkness that had consumed me, making me almost praying for death so I could escape it. it permeated within my soul, ripping me apart as my screams fell on deaf ears.

I don't know how long it had been before I woke. Looking back, i didn't really matter.

Frisk was gone, as was flower. the more I woke up, the more I realized I was in a different cave. I was alone. My body shivered against the chill in the air as the underground inhaled, as caves do.

I needed to find out what happened. Where was Frisk? And Flowey-er... Asriel?

I moved to get up, but something caught my eye, something where my hand should have been.

It was nothing but bones...

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Well, so this is the first part of my story! This is probably going to be extremely long, and detailed, and overdone. I hope you all enjoy it though. It might be broken into two parts, depending on how long the first half ends up becoming, might just keep it all one though. Please comment! I'd love to read them, and if there's any spelling errors or anything, don't hesitate to let me know, not always great at catching them on my own. Thanks! :)