Christopher appears, glitching the players on screen as they froze the game over a virus, implemented in place of the glitch, freezing the player as the lines are cleaved apart,
Realizing Frisk "So exactly what is going on?' " faster sighs the player still capable of seeing "Well, even with my best effort, cutting off the Player or even reaching the surface is near impossible."
He nods. Continuing to Converse about it before Suspecting it "I thought so." faster Nods "something is holding this Worlds progression,"
he nods "Is it Chara." Gaster shakes his head "it's because this isn't an AU I attempt to replicate the Condition of glitch-tale or other Surface Type worlds, but it never seemed to work out in the end."
Christopher blurs, vibrating. "I'd propose to Enforce a Chara Corruption line." Gaster stare "but that would require." he nods. "The death and severance of Player Interference and all monster life."
Christopher shrugs. "I consider this the best option. However, that thing may prove useful.' faster eyes widen. "You mean… player?" he confirms "underplayer to be exact"
he displays an image of both cases, "So if we retreat for now and conclusively wipe out this run I should be able to confirmative relay through all seeds to confirm the one in which Chara is full of hate or at-least one of the variable of that."
His eye flash, switching rapidly between colour "and it allows me to put this to use." Gaster Smile "the Skeleton trio skill." Gaster gaze at him. "And that thing in your chest?"
"A white human soul means several things," Christopher grab his own heart "but in my Case," his eyes glitch, "it the insanity broadens within all things instead of positive or negative charges."
"I am a bug, the amalgamation of human monster Hybrid and all things you could say it what Existence Defines as unchanging chaos." he shrug "Shall we get this underway?"
The crackling resounds, the player brought from frozen to reactive the fight option blurs in front of him, "wait if that is real?" he closes the game,
instantly going into learning for codes etc examining the possibility for transfer out of this hell humanity reaching a breaking point of Apocalypse.
This also confirms the existence of the backrooms. '𝒊𝒇 𝑰 𝒆𝒏𝒅 𝒖𝒑 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉.' he shrugs it off clicking away for results, Christopher eyes Gleam all colours, glitching and contorting,
Even black and a green of life forming "you have all of them?" Gaster utterly confused, He vanishes, Aria smiling. "He's doing it." Gaster eyes widen, even Sans utterly shocked.
"overwhelming magic?" the clock engulfing the entire universe, Destroying Several thousands AU, Gaster shouting "YOU OBLITERATING THEM!"
Christopher coldly Responds "that just an illusion the only Alternate universe I am technically destroying is this one's Original opposition,"
He shift "And halting that bastard's annoying intrusion and 404 at the same time each of those error counters are being a pain on top of the creator X remnant."
The power grows to such a point Even humans begin to fall, "URGH!" many dying on the spot, from the sheer amount, the fourth dimension working accurately at transferring Souls to code.
Running into some capacity problems, however Remedying it, Christopher snaps releasing the constraint as it implode all the universe reforming it,
The Screen of everybody glitching, in the fourth dimension, the seed Code Calibrated as it pulled and posted, on all scream before it glitches away only the one tearing his own soul apart.
Realizes it and copies it, one of the last components, Christopher Wakes up in the void's black. Gaster beside him, "You're something else Christopher"
He stands up. "well it can't really seal me here anymore. However, you will go out when Sans finishes calibrating the Machine, As for me."
He gazes outwards "I have things to Handle here." His body glitching as the sphere of eldritch appears. "Archetype ZK calibration to English Cuthulu lesser three rank 6th of seven."
He Sigh opening both the sphere. Entirely forms as his body disperses, It's Tendril Crashes against the beast, Gaster warps out to the exact coordinates required for Sans machine,
Merging with the opposition, Gaster as he Sigh "That man is something else. Aria Stares within the Underworld as task Observing it as Time Passes,
years or decades, None so sure as the six other souls equally pass, the sphere tearing asunder the creature as it howls equally Powerful the apocalyptic Proportion unlimited,
The clash of two powerful forces was so intense that it ripped apart the fabric of existence. Both beings radiated that of insanity, such a power all things rested on unstable energy, making the air crackle with Ruptures of chaos.
Their power beyond an all forms of comprehension as if two beings of entirely different plains clashed. The Conception of power entirely tipped as chaos blossomed, the universe of scale outside the limit of human tearing apart all things.
Rupturing Space existence and all things, the opposition to Christopher unsurmountable as he tears asunder the being of nothing, eating its very essence of form.
"AARRRRGH" A guttural screeched beyond the wail of entirety, Uncomprehensive gibberish Resounding, as it burst apart, Christopher's billion eyes gazing upon it as a tendril Whip towards the glinting crystal.
Spasming with a glitching spiral, Christopher Devour hit the power surge, filling the void briefly, before he reforms humanely, sensing the disruption.
"it appears," a red glowing pale human appearing, its cornea as red as it glitching hair, "I have a visitor." he gazes back. "But you really suck at skin tones."
"Shut up, it took forever to even get, here Christopher, Zeraphim of all existence." he snickers "Just call me Christopher Hayden" the being laugh "I couldn't exactly get my Entire Soul here."
he nods "you hacking Capacity is more than enough Welcome." he shakes hands with Hayden "also what the hell happened to the real world for your escapism to reach this scale."
He sigh "you don't even want to know. He gazes back at the other eldritch hiding away. "We best get moving. Since you have the seed sprawled across your screen, I take it the state is worse than I expected."
Hayden nods "it appears even a variable in aria who can't act much wasn't enough to face the unique type of Timor." Christopher glitches "it's never face Insanity let alone a being capable of controlling the death that word encompasses"
Hayden respond "I just watch you fight a cosmic horror. I believe I know how strong you are to have fought that thing with less than 20% of your power."
He shrug "that was only like 3% of the eldritch form. If I fought that with my human form, it would've taken 50% and longer than the prediction of five months.
Varible of this specific Timeline is it realtive to Sans death within that Line of thought he's also In the Excessive Force of denying half the growth formulated.