SOULs {Fem! W.D Gaster X Male! Reader}

4.5: A VESTIGE is born

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Your Perspective

You: You got the goods?

Asgore: Please . . . don't refer to it like that.

Alphys: Y-Yeah, it m-makes it sound s-suspicious.

I shrug and the capsules are presented to me. Each with a human SOUL in it. Then there are the caskets where their bodies are supposed to be. I heard about the plight of the story from Asgore decided to try and do something about it. So I hooked the caskets up to a machine that Alphys and I worked on. It essentially gives a human SOUL enough determination to give it a semi-physical body to continue existing. Essentially they would become a ghost. The word ghost doesn't appeal to me, so I decided to call them VESTIGES. I want to see if I can bring them back in some way. Why? Morbid curiosity and empathy.

Alphys: W-We're all set.

i give her a thumbs up and activate the machine. After the lights flicker for a bit, the power in the house goes out due to the sheer amount of energy produced. The smoke clears and the SOULs are no longer in their containers. and some sort of mist is seeping out of the casket.

Orange Soul: FINALLY! FREEDOM!

*Alphys fainted. Asgore looks like he had a heart attack.

Purple Soul: See. I do believe I had told you that something would happen.

Light Blue Soul: Yeah! We had to be a wee bit patient.

The mist took the form of . . . children. So i presume it worked. I introduced myself to the VESTIGES. They introduced themselves too. Starting with the Orange SOUL.

Brandon: I'm Brandon! My trait is BRAVERY! Nice to meet you.

Kiara: I-I'm Kiara. M-My trait is KINDNESS.

Percy: I am Percival. You may refer to me as Percy. If you were not able to deduce my trait is-

Justine: His trait is PERSEVERANCE. He just likes to be wordy about it. Names Justine and JUSTICE is my trait.

Patrick: I'm Patrick is me name. The trait is PATIENCE and it be nice to meet ya!

*Patrick's Irish accent caught you off guard.

You: It's nice to meet all of you.

I smile and crouch down as to be level with them. They are quite short in all honesty, but they were kids when they died so I guess that's why. I gave them the laydown of where they are. They seem to remember everything that happened to them, and surprisingly they forgave Asgore despite the fact he . . . y'know. I feel like I was forgetting something when I felt someone tug my lab coat.

India: I'm India. Thank you. For doing this for us.

I think she's INTEGRITY, judging by her soul color. I smile.

You: It's nothing.

-Timeskip brought by (Y/N) realizing he adopted 6 ghost children-

I headed down to the basement where all the yelling was taking place. Justine and Brandon were arguing about something. PRobably Mario Kart again. I attempt to pick them up by their colors, but their selective intangibility made that nigh impossible. It's been hectic but at least Gaster and Frisk don't know about-

Flowey: The hell? Is this where all the yelling is coming from?

*All the yelling ceased. Everyone froze.

You: Yeah: Just don't tell Gaster and Frisk yet. I'm not sure how they'd

I turned around to see Frisk who had an eyebrow raised. And Gaster was just . . . Gaster. How do I explain to them that I performed pseudo necromancy on the SOULs of deceased children?

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