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After 327 incomplete genocide runs, Chara finally killed sans. She brutally slaid him in one hit. There was no trace left of him at all. She finished the run, and reset, to do genocide one more time.
With a smirk and a knife, Chara Dreemurr shedded her last trace of humanity and did a true reset. She woke up in the ruins as normal, but this time, Flowey realized right away that something was up. “Hey, Chara, buddy, pal, please don’t kill me this time. I saw the error of our ways, and I’m interested in not dying this reset, since I no longer have the determination that I use to return to my save point. Just don’t.”
For once Chara actually spoke, saying “Asriel, how do you know its me? And also, shut up. I’m doing Genocide. Don’t fuck with me.”
“You’re in your own body…”
“I am? Cool.”
At that moment, Toriel came. She fireballed Flowey, and gave her classic line “Such an evil creature, torturing such a poor, innocent child. Greetings, I am Toriel, caretaker of the ruins. Come, I will guide you through the catacombs.”