Wrong Multiverse (Temporarily Discontinued)

An Intervention

NOBODY'S POV:

After striking a deal with Alastor, PLAYER continues on with their day, whilst occasionally receiving glances from everybody but Alastor, not that these were bad glances mind you dear reader (Yes, I mean you, and don't worry I should be updating regularly now, I had some personal stuff I needed to deal with), but rather a glance one would receive from their mother or father, silently asking if they're certain that their decision was a good one, a checkup one could say. Of course, though PLAYER would give them a glance right back, one of reassurance, silently telling them; 'Everything is alright, I got this!' when in reality they're not entirely sure if their decision was the right one, but then again everyone has doubts, even if they're subconscious doubts. However, the difference between most people and PLAYER, is that PLAYER can go back and change their decision, they've had that privilege ever since they put their mortal SOUL into a game. But this universe is not a game, it's as Alastor would put it a PICTURE SHOW, and in this reality, SAVES do not exist, the only true reality here is CHANCE, the chance to overcome and endure, or to fall down into a fiery pit of F̸̧͉̮͖̖̰͕̯̺̘͈̥̬̓̂̈́͌̎̿͋͐̒̃͆̚͠ͅȀ̴̞̰̪͌̅̎̈́̒̓̎̃Ǐ̶̲̒̌̈͒̍̑L̸͈̦̹̬̞̯̅̀͋̒̎̓̐̐̋̅̃̐͛̕Ư̵̡̬̖̯̪͕͔̠̩͖̇̿͑͊̋̇̅̆͆͒͆̚͘̚͜R̷̮͙͔̲̣̰̬̹̻͓̅̉E̵̜̦̻̣̗͍͓̞̫̯̝̦͆̂̑̀̓͌̎̈́̚.

Timeskip to night

PLAYER'S POV:

It's night, or at least what one would call night in Hell considering it still feels like I'm in an oven set to 435* Fahrenheit, (Or 223* Celsius for literally everyone but the US) seriously how do demons even stand this hea-... they're demons that's why.

*PLAYER let's out a sigh of annoyance*

"Why do I even bother thinking anymore?"

The more I stay in this universe the more my head hurts from sheer stupidity alone, both on my part and this universe entirely, either way though it's not really something I should think about, there're other matters to attend to... like Gaster. However, in the end all I can do is hope Alastor will make good on his deal, because fighting Gaster in the dream realm is not something I want or could do considering I don't know how to do anything in there; This world isn't like Undertale, sure I may still have my powers from that universe but that's only because in this universe everyone has powers... except for humans, which seems to be the case in most universe's... strange.

*PLAYER looks at the clock mounted on the wall in their room*

*The clock reads 10:30pm (Or 22:30 for my non-American readers) *

"I should probably go to sleep now... I really hope Alastor does his thing."

5 minutes later

*PLAYER after getting comfortable falls asleep*

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Gaster's POV:

*Gaster chuckles*

"⚐︎♒︎ 🏱︎☹︎✌︎✡︎☜︎☼︎📪︎ ⍓︎□︎◆︎ ⬧︎♒︎□︎◆︎●︎♎︎■︎🕯︎⧫︎ ♒︎♋︎❖︎♏︎ ♏︎❖︎♏︎■︎ ⧫︎❒︎♓︎♏︎♎︎ ⧫︎□︎📬︎📬︎📬︎ ⬥︎♋︎♓︎⧫︎📪︎ ⧫︎♒︎♓︎⬧︎ ♓︎⬧︎ ⬥︎❒︎□︎■︎♑︎📪︎ ⧫︎♒︎♏︎❒︎♏︎🕯︎⬧︎ ■︎□︎⧫︎♒︎♓︎■︎♑︎ ♒︎♏︎❒︎♏︎📬︎📬︎📬︎ ♓︎■︎⧫︎♏︎❒︎♏︎⬧︎⧫︎♓︎■︎♑︎📬︎" (Oh P︎L︎A︎Y︎E︎R︎,︎ you s︎h︎o︎u︎l︎d︎n︎'t︎ h︎a︎v︎e︎ e︎v︎e︎n︎ t︎r︎i︎e︎d︎ t︎o︎.︎.︎.︎ w︎a︎i︎t︎,︎ t︎h︎i︎s︎ is wrong,︎ there's︎ nothing here.︎.︎.︎ i︎n︎t︎e︎r︎e︎s︎t︎i︎n︎g︎.︎)