Anima Project Chapter 1: Part I

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Undertale
Sans had just finished learning how to manipulate code with his mind. For him, it took less than a day. Which was astonishing to Fused Code Sans and W.D. Gaster, but not to Sans himself. He now saw himself as the ‘Embodiment’ of the Sans, and thought he would learn it much faster. He was no longer truly himself. Even positioned in the very back of his mind, Sans’ were bursting and simultaneously perishing, their memories and hurt always registering in the back of his mind, and he knew that if he focused on them, he would lose himself.

Now he just knew things. For Fused Code Sans and W.D. Gaster, it was very easy to teach him how to use the moves, because for the most part he knew how, but it was rather hard teaching him fine control, as the mass of Sans’ in the back of his mind did not permit this. Not only this, but his attacks no longer derived from magic. The switch of concepts was rather hard for Sans to control, but Sans was learning.

He summoned blue and orange bones, they casting everywhere. These were sharp and bloody, as if it was a tribute to Dust Sans and all the horror-y type Sans.

“Come on, you’ve got to get control of it, what happens when The Player comes around, huh? You gonna fight like that?” Fused said.

This wasn’t helping. W.D. told him as much.

“What Gaster, my teaching is bad or something?”

“Yes.”

“Damn, so blunt.”

Behind them, Papyrus entered the Judgment Hall. Upon his arrival, Sans immediately stopped his attacks and stalled his blasters, then making them disappear.

“Sans…” Papyrus said.

“How did you find us Pap?” Sans said.

Fused Code Sans and Gaster turned around.

“The King told me where I could find you guys… Sans, what’s with your eyes? I didn’t notice before, but there’s something wrong with you, isn’t there? Sans, if there is, you can tell me.”

Nobody dared to speak. Sans looked at Papyrus with heavily conflicted eyes as a lot of Sans’ in the back of his mind reacted to their brother.

“I’m fine Pap. Just keeping an eyesocket out for you guys.” Papyrus rolled his eyes. A reaction was good. It meant he didn’t know everything.

“Sans, don’t do this.”

“Don’t do what?”

“The Human, don’t kill them. They have good in them.” Sans was thrown for a loop. He specifically told everyone to tell Papyrus that they were having a vacation. How did he know about Frisk. From the statement, he obviously didn’t know everything, but a lot of stuff.

“What are you talking about Pap? We’re on a vacation to The King’s home.”

“Sans, I remember what happened. My memories are still fuzzy, but I remember a human child falling down, and what could have happened, but instead they went down a dark path. I put a little backbone into it, and now I remember more. Nyeh heh… heh. I remember… dying.”

Sans was actually speechless. Papyrus remembered what happened in the last ‘reset’.

“Then you should know, the Human will not be dying unless it’s absolutely necessary. We will pull the Player out of the game. The Player controls the Human, doing all those acts.” W.D. Gaster said.

“Forgive me for asking, but who are you two?” Papyrus said.

“Um, I’m Fused Code Sans. Call me Fused or Code.” Fused said.

“Hello again Papyrus. I am your oldest brother, Gaster.” W.D. said.

Papyrus stared at Gaster. “A new brother?! Sans we got a new brother!”

W.D. smiled sadly. Sans released a sigh of relief. Maybe Pap wasn’t that concerned about it.

Papyrus turned back to Sans. Seemed like he released his breath a bit too soon. “So what is bro talking about Sans?”

He thought about lying to Papyrus, but Pap didn’t deserve that. Sans briefly explained what he told The King, not sure if this was the right choice. Papyrus was speechless. Maybe it was the wrong choice. He sank to the floor.

“You’re joking right?” Papyrus said, not even believing himself. “Sans?”

“No… I’m sorry Papyrus, I’m not.”

Papyrus sat on the floor for a bit, staring out the windows to the garden. Finally, he stood. “Well, we still gotta try.” He started walking out the room.

“Papyrus-” Sans said, but he was already gone. A fresh stream of tears exited his eyesockets. He shook his head. The best way to protect them would be to train, to fight the Player, train more than he ever had (which is not at all). Muffet was a big help, bringing them donuts and cider to keep them all replenished. He ended up adoring her for this, but had to focus on his work.

“Let’s continue.”

Real World…
“Happy Birthday to you, Happy Birthday to you, Happy Birthday to Jace, Happy Birthday to you,” Jace’s parents said to him, handing a newly restored PC.

“OMG, thank you!” Jace said, taking the PC out of their hands.

“We know you are a Undertale fanatic, so we got you one that had Undertale pre-installed.” Jace’s dad, the officer, said.

“Thank you so much!” Jace said, clutching the PC to his chest. Jace’s dad could tell he wanted to go play his game.

“It was like it was customized for you, because it’s already on the genocide path. Go and play it.” Jace’s dad said.

“Yeah, go play it hun,” Jace’s mom said.

“Thank you!” Jace said again, before going into his room.

Jace was a rather sadistic kid. When he was young, he had a pet bunny, and he squeezed it’s head off with a clamp. At school he had crushed a girl’s fingers with his desk when she tried taking something from it. After that, it was homeschool. Jace’s parents couldn’t afford anything else. Not only was he extremely sadistic, he was really smart and calculating. Once, when a girl embarrassed him, he influenced events that lead to breaking her leg after ‘falling’ off of the balcony of the school into the pool.

He wasn’t right in the head. After a few incidents like this, they noticed that something quelled his sadistic tendency to everyone else. Games, especially games where he could take a really dark route, such as Gun games, and killing in general. This is why he loved Undertale, not because of the Pacifist or Neutral routes, but the genocide route. He liked how you could just be a straight up asshole to everyone he met in the game. However, he could never get the game, so he played games that were akin to this.

Not only this, but he was a recluse, and when he got a game, he would coup himself up in his room and not come out for days, demanding that food and water be brought to him. Obviously the parents were bad parents, so they allowed this. Now was one of those times.

He booted Undertale up. “Time to play.”

Undertale
The Player had booted up Undertale. But now everyone was ready. W.D. sealed the entrance to everything except the Judgment Hall. “Good Luck.” He had said when he left. Sans would definitely need it.

Fused Code Sans decided to stay.

“Why do you choose to stay Fused?” Sans asked.

“Well, I don’t want you dying. You are an interesting anomaly. Probably the most interesting I’ve seen.” Fused answered.

“Well, might as well get comfy and get some rest,” Sans said, “I’m going to need it.” He fell straight asleep.

The Human looked around, trying to grind monsters. There weren’t many to grind apparently. Jace decided that this wasn’t a problem, and even a defective version of Undertale wouldn’t stop him. He already had killed Toriel, who was spouting some nonsense before she died. Now, next was Undyne. He was only LV 5, but he would still fight and kill Undyne. She died rather quickly, and her Undyne the Undying form was quite easy once you got used to the pattern. After one death, he flawlessly killed her.

Throughout the core, Flowey often popped up, watching, intrigued. He finally made it to Mettaton, and killed him real easy, automatically LV 19. He then went to the Final Corridor, but he didn’t want to see if Sans was there. He was wondering where the other monsters went. There was a barrier there, probably meaning that they were behind there. He felt satisfied he’d be able to kill the rest of the monsters after killing Sans.

He walked into the Judgment Hall, and saw two skeletons, not one, one wearing a green hoodie and having a scar on his eye. After Jace blinked he disappeared however, and if he looked closely, reappeared walking out the corridor, then sitting under the door. There was none of the normal dialogue. Only “ R E A D Y    T O    D I E ? ”

Jace smiled. He was ready for someone to die, but it wasn’t going to be him.

Summary
Leading up to the fight. Go check out the rest of the Anima Project!