So what happens if your computer has a special ability to generate sentient life within itself, turning simple ones and zeroes in a game into a living universe?
One, you play a game
Two, game comes alive behind the scenes
Three, you Uninstalled
Four...
"Gone. Disappear. Vanish." Sans sighed, stuffing his hands in his jacket pocket, he kicked a lone stone in repressed emotion.
"I didn't know how that happened. I wasn't even aware! One day, I woke up and everyone's just... Gone. I'm the only one left. That's when I thought Chara had something to do with this. That... Our Universe is like the others. Where I end up miserable," He looked up and took in a deep breath.
"Oh Sans, I'm so sorry..." Frisk reached out, touching his arm and offering her silent support. "Chara and I came here to be with everybody only to find... Well... We understood why you attacked and I hope you won't feel bad about it."
"I'm not entirely forgiving yet but..." Chara grumbled under her breath. "He got a kiss so..."
Sans blushed. "Well--"
"Are you saying you can also access the internet?" Chara plowed on, her face equally red.
"I...? No?" Sans tilted his head.
"Then... How can you know about your other selves?"
"I take it you also have THAT kind of Awareness, then." Sans nodded at the discovery and he shrugged. "I just knew. The knowledge got embedded in me. I know all the secrets, the 'routes', the ins and outs of our game when the player plays. I know what I was suppose to feel with every reset but I refuse to succumb to it cause this is System 21. I am not ENTIRELY them. But... When everyone disappeared..."
He cleared his throat, his gaze shifting somewhere, eyes vacant. "I... Maybe my other selves were right about being vigilant but giving up like that shouldn't have been my thing. I got caught up with the sudden disappearances... Papyrus... Where could he be? How is everyone?"
He stared at them with his usual grin, only this time, they know it was filled with sadness.
"I may be a differently created Sans but... There's a piece of my other selves in me that is there. Begging for me to just give up. Imploring me that nothing matters. Maybe they're right. It's troubling, to say the least. Because 'sans the all knowing' finally doesn't know anything for once." Tears began to fall from his face after that.
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"Oh, Sans..." They went to him and hugged him. They don't know what to say. They also didn't know what's going to happen to them now that the player wasn't playing anymore. And what of everyone in the Underground?
All they could do is wait and see.
Feeling Sans hugging them back, they smiled a little. Forcing themselves to help cheer Sans up and not help him sink deeper into hopelessness.
Letting them go and stepping back, Sans gave them a once over.
"You've grown, kid."
'You only noticed this NOW?' Chara scoffed in their conscienceness.
'Chara, he was preoccupied.'
"Yeah. That's what we came here for. To share with everyone that outside the game, I'm not that little kid anymore," they bit their lip to stop themselves from further reminding Sans that he's alone in the Underground. Like them.
The idea of asking Sans to come to the void with them is so tempting but they won't have Sans experience what they are going through in there.
"Listen, Sans, we don't have much time, we have to go back to the void. Otherwise, we will be sucked back in there by force. We have a funny feeling that won't be fun. But we will find a way to help you. Whether it's Chara or Frisk, you have to trust us to not hurt anyone."
Sans nodded and for the first time since Frisk and Chara went back in the Underground and with everyone gone, he smiled a genuine smile full of hope.
