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(*)Warning brief mentions of gore/blood [hands getting pulled off by accident]

-No POV-

A bare, newly created but fully grown skeleton stares at the torn battlefield in wonder. The skeleton then stares at an unidentifiable corpse and a pile of dust with a black coat on it. A face of bewilderment and then realization comes across the skeleton’s face. They then open their mouth and

“...”

Nothing comes out. The skeleton then realized that they couldn't speak, or at least they didn't know how to yet. The skeleton then began to look frustrated with themselves.

But then the skeleton saw that the human’s corpse held two leather-bound notebooks of dissimilar sizes. A look of hesitation comes across the skeleton’s face but it quickly dissipates and then a look of resolve comes on their face. The skeleton attempts to take the books from the former living human.

A stretching sound resonates from the body as its arms extend. The human’s gauntleted hands grip tightly onto the notebooks. The skeleton looks at the once-human with irritation. The skeleton lets go of the notebooks and then ponders how they should get the notebooks they claimed as theirs. The skeleton stood in place with a pondering face.

The skeleton produces a snap with their phalanges and then enacts the ingenious plan they thought of. The skeleton approaches the corpse and then attempts to “carefully” take off one of its gauntlets with the skeleton’s desired items.

(*) Start [brief mentions of gore/blood]

Snap!

Crunch!

Success!

Kinda…

The skeleton got the notebooks and one of the gauntlets but the human’s hand is still in it. The once-connected hand slowly oozes blood on the inside of the gauntlet, staining the cushions inside. The skeleton looks at the dismembered hand and then the gauntlet with curiosity. The skeleton rips out the hand making the gauntlet drop the notebooks that made a “plop” sound when it made contact with the black lab coat, spreading the once-monster’s dust onto the battlefield. The skeleton looks at the gauntlet with fascination while grey stars begin to form in their eye sockets. The skeleton makes an “ah” sound from their mouth instinctively. They then put the platinum gauntlet on excitedly. The gauntlet fitted perfectly like their skeletal hands were formed with the intent to wear it despite originally belonging to a human. The skeleton then looks at the other gauntlet with greed. The skeleton did not want to take another bloody hand out of their gauntlets so they decided to be extra careful this time.

Crunnnch…

Snap…

Crunch…

It did not work sadly and now they must take out another hand. The skeleton quickly takes out the hand and puts on the gauntlet with haste. They move around their phalanges with wonder. The grey stars in their eye sockets began to grow larger and spin slowly.

(*) End

While ogling their new gauntlets they remembered their original goal. The nameless skeleton searched for their new notebooks with frenzy, they then soon spotted their notebooks sitting on top of a half-burnt lab coat. The skeleton looked at the coat with familiarity but quickly dismissed it and took the notebooks. The skeleton decided to read the larger of the two notebooks first, they opened the book and read the yellow parchment inside.

Greetings my new creation, and my final experiment. I am one of two components that created you (if this experiment was successful) the other is a human mage (or scientist?) (both?) that I do not know the name of.

The skeleton looks at the notebook flabbergasted, they look at the handless human corpse with embarrassment and regret. They approached the corpse with notebooks in hand. The skeleton bent down and they set aside the notebooks, the larger of the two still open on the first page, and extended their skeletal hand and put the human’s face in his hands and then raised the human’s head to look at it. The skeleton touched the human face, feeling it, they then used their other hand to touch their face trying to feel any similarities in their bone structures. There were some similarities, but they were subtle. The skeleton let go of the human’s face and continued to read

 

… I Was known as the Royal Scientist and previously known as the ‘Royal Judge’, the Judge’s job was too…

“don't care,” the skeleton thought boredly and flipped the page

… you may have unexplainable knowledge of more simple things such as reading, writing, and of course speaking…

The skeleton looked at the book accusingly and then flipped the page

… I created an experimental magic that I will now call Gaster Blasters, which you should be able to use due to your SOUL…

The skeleton wonders what a soul is, and if they have one. The skeleton skimmed the notebook to see if they could read more about souls.

… Monsters are formed when…

“unneeded,” the nameless skeleton thought bluntly

… While writing I found my collaborator's name is Dr. ——— Vasiliev-Galilei [their first name was illegible]

The skeleton did not see the point of writing their other…creator…Parent? Name this late in the book.

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The skeleton looked at their other creator’s last name and memorized it to heart…or is it soul? The skeleton continued to read

…Souls are the most complicated thing in science and mageiaology…

…A monster’s soul is mostly made of primarily magic, a large*(depending on species, and if they are a “Boss” monster or a normal monster) amount of 'hope’, and a very small bit of Determination [DT]. Monster souls are always pure white* and an upside-down heart.

While humans can be said to be our (inferior) counterparts, their souls are made up of mostly DT[type or ‘trait’ varies], a small amount of ‘hope’, and a minuscule amount of magic. Human souls can be said to be more ‘complicated’ due to their different traits that can change their soul appearance(Color) but human souls are always an upside-heart.

Finally, we have mages’ souls, they are vastly unstudied by monster kind due to them only appearing in humans. But on page 43 of…

The still-unnamed skeleton quickly puts down Wingdings’s notebook and changes to their other creator’s notebook and flips to page 43.

…Mage souls are similar to the average human soul but greater, they have vast amounts of Determination and above-average HP, and unlike normal humans, they have a great amount of magic, and in monster terms their magic levels are slightly above average. A major characteristic to tell apart a human and a mage is the way their soul is positioned. Unlike humans who have a normal-facing heart-shaped soul, mages have an upside-down soul similar to monsters.

The skeleton (who should really name themself) wonders what their soul looks like because according to what Wingdings said they were made when he and Dr. Vasiliev-Galilei fused their souls together to create something “unheard” of. Would they have a mage's soul or a monster’s one? They hoped for a mage’s soul due to it being considerably unstudied. “Well… only one way to find out!” They thought. So they pulled out their soul and…

 

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It's…

Not coming out.

The skeleton forgot they didn't know how to do that so they checked one of the notebooks and…

…To see your soul, or to use magic in general, you must focus your intent…

The skeleton ponders on how they should focus their intent…

Pop!

The skeleton gasps in surprise when their soul suddenly appears. The skeleton then began to gawk at their unusual soul. Their soul was an upward monster soul surrounding a downward dark purple human soul.



The skeleton stared wide-eyelighted while millions of thoughts went through their 1-hour-old cranium on how their soul destroyed everything they knew about souls. They slowly put out one of their phalanges and touched their soul

Ding!

Unnamed Skeleton

LV 9

ATK 96 (60)

DEF 60 (30)

HP: 5500

Item: Platinum Gauntlets (+ 36 ATK, + 30 DEF)

(Large platinum gauntlets that are decorated with small various patterns but two large soul patterns stand out. The left gauntlet shows a human soul that can be seen shining purple at times. While the right shows a monster soul)

*A unique, never heard of, Monster? Human? Something else entirely?

The unnamed skeleton nearly faints in shock but these feelings are quickly pushed down. They need to. The skeleton just realized they don't have a name. They should probably give themselves one. The skeleton sat down while looking at their soul thinking of a name

“One of my creator's last names was ‘Vasiliev-Galilei... The other full name was ‘Wingdings Gaster Serif’” The soon-to-be-named skeleton thought about what their name should be.

“I would take my other creator’s last name but…” the skeleton thought “so… my name will be-”

Gaster Serif Vasiliev-Galilei

Now all they need is clothes… and to learn how to speak.

END OF CHAPTER 2

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GN! Reader x Undertale aus

(Currently set in UNDERFELL)

NOT PROOFED READ (yet)

Chapter 2

!*Sneak peek* !

"One Body Two Souls?"

(*)Warning brief mentions of gore [hands getting pulled off by accident]

(Our unnamed skeleton is very silly)

-No POV-

A bare, newly born, and fully grown skeleton stares at the torn battlefield in wonder. The skeleton then stares at an unidentifiable corpse and a pile of dust with a black coat on it. A face of bewilderment and then realization comes across the skeleton’s face. They then open their mouth and 

“...”

Nothing comes out. The skeleton then realized that they couldn't speak, or at least they didn't know how yet. The skeleton then began to look frustrated with themselves. 

But then the skeleton saw that the human’s corpse held two leather-bound notebooks. A look of hesitation comes across the skeleton’s face but it quickly dissipates and then a look of resolve comes on their face. The skeleton attempts to take the books from the former living human 

A stretching sound resonates from the body as its arms extend. The human’s gauntleted hands grip tightly onto the notebooks. The skeleton looks at the once-human with irritation. The skeleton lets go of the notebooks and then ponders how they should get the notebooks they claimed as theirs. The skeleton stood in place with a pondering face for one minute. 

The skeleton produces a snap with their fingers and then enacts the ingenious plan they thought of. The skeleton approaches the corpse and then attempts to “carefully” take off one of its gauntlets with the skeleton’s desired items. 

(*) [brief mentions of gore]

Snap!

Crunch! 

Success! 

Kinda…

The skeleton got the notebooks and one of the gauntlets but the human’s hand is still in it. The skeleton looks at the dismembered hand with curiosity. The skeleton rips out the hand making the gauntlet drop the notebooks. The skeleton looks at the gauntlet with fascination while grey stars form in their eye sockets. The skeleton makes an “ah” sound from their mouth instinctively. They then put the platinum gauntlet excitedly. The gauntlet fitted perfectly like their hands were formed with the intent to wear it. The skeleton then looks at the other gauntlet with greed. The skeleton did not want to take another bloody hand out of their gauntlets so they decided to be extra careful this time.

Crunnnch…

Snap…

Crunch…

It did not work sadly and now they must take out another hand. The skeleton quickly takes out the hand and puts on the gauntlet with haste. They move around their phalanges with wonder. The grey stars in their eye sockets began to grow larger and spin slowly.

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Scientific Fusion [Chapter 1]

"In Love And War"

Science, magic, and the human race... Was the only thing they should've cared for.

It was what they were made for.

Birthed for...

Their parents were the two greatest minds of the human race

The Royal Scientist and the greatest magician known to man.

But all of this matters not. This human who was supposed to be the saving grace of humanity is here, on the battlefield, slaughtering anything in its path. May it be monster, man, or children in stripes. It has since grown bored with its repetitive life. Forgoing its sanity to satisfy its boredom and quell its thirst for excitement in comparison to its perfect and repetitive life.

While the once prominent scientist was busy slaughtering monsters and humankind a fellow scientist took an interest in the ordeal.

“☟︎⚐︎🕈︎ 👍︎🕆︎☼︎✋︎⚐︎🕆︎💧︎…”

(How curious…)

The red eyelighted skeleton uttered curiously.

–??? POV–

While I was looking around the torn battlefield for any interesting anomalies that could quell my boredom I spotted a peculiar sight.

A human with a psychopathic grin as they slaughtered my kind. While this scene is not uncommon during the war what was interesting was the fact they were also killing their kind as well.

“This will be quite intriguing”

I said to myself as I prepared a new experimental magic I developed.

-No POV-

A skull of a dragon appeared suddenly next to the genocidal human. Its bones were a pearly white, with two horns that protruded downwards and curled upon themselves near the end while its eye sockets held two glowing red lights within them.

It opened its skull wide showing a blinding white light fueled with powerful magic. But before the skull could set off the human dodged it quickly with inhuman speed.

“☟︎⚐︎🕈︎ ✋︎☠︎❄︎☜︎☼︎☜︎💧︎❄︎✋︎☠︎☝︎”

(How interesting)

A skeleton appeared wearing a gold-outlined lab coat with skeletal hands surrounding him that made various hand gestures as he spoke indecipherable words.

“✋︎❄︎ 💧︎☜︎☜︎💣︎💧︎ ✡︎⚐︎🕆︎☼︎ ☹︎⚐︎✞︎☜︎ ✋︎💧︎ ✌︎☹︎☼︎☜︎✌︎👎︎✡︎ ✈︎🕆︎✋︎❄︎☜︎ ☟︎✋︎☝︎☟︎ ❄︎⚐︎ 👌︎☜︎ ✌︎👌︎☹︎☜︎ ❄︎⚐︎ 👎︎⚐︎ 💧︎🕆︎👍︎☟︎ ✌︎ ❄︎☟︎✋︎☠︎☝︎⑤︎ ⚐︎☼︎ ✡︎⚐︎🕆︎ ✌︎☼︎☜︎ ☺︎🕆︎💧︎❄︎ ✌︎ 💣︎✌︎☝︎☜︎ ❄︎☟︎✌︎❄︎ ☟︎✌︎💧︎ ✌︎ ☞︎✌︎💧︎👍︎✋︎☠︎✌︎❄︎✋︎⚐︎☠︎ 🕈︎✋︎❄︎☟︎ 💧︎👍︎✋︎☜︎☠︎👍︎☜︎.”

(It seems your LOVE is already quite high to be able to do such things… or you are just a mage that has a fascination with science.)

While the unknown monster was speaking he waved his hand. The world blinked between this world and a colorless one then finally into the colorless successfully starting the encounter.

–Unknown skeleton’s POV–

As I start the encounter with a random megalomaniac, four bright yellow buttons appear before me. From left to right, FIGHT, ACT, ITEM, and the frequently unused MERCY. I clicked the ACT button and then pushed“check”

‘Genocidal Human’

ATK 65 DEF 40 LV 9

“It looks at you unimpressed”

“Your LV is more than I expected and your stats… are abnormally high”

I say despite knowing that this human can not understand me due to their lack of magic to translate what I am saying.

“Why did it describe you as an “it” ho-”

While I was speaking the human charged at me with a blinding speed that I could not dodge.

CRACK

Sounds the side of my skull that the human hit, leaving me with a crack down the right side of my skull.

–1705 [CRITICAL]

“Damnit!”

–No POV–

The once-cocky scientist says as magic begins to leak out of the deep gash in his cranium.

Gaster looks at his stats.

Wingdings Gaster Serif

LV 6

1795/3500 HP

ATK 75

DEF 20

“✡︎⚐︎🕆︎⑤︎ 👌︎✌︎💧︎❄︎✌︎☼︎👎︎✏︎”

(You… BASTARD!)

Gaster then slams his hand on the FIGHT option.

The human’s purple soul abruptly gets pulled out of their chest. At the very next second a barge of bones of varied colors attacks them.

–73

77/150 HP

The human grunts in pain.

The human then hits Gaster in the gut with the gauntlet’s sharp claws and then his face once again.

-135

-600

1015/3500 HP

“...hah…☜︎✠︎🏱︎☜︎👍︎❄︎☜︎👎︎ ❄︎🕈︎⚐︎ 💧︎👍︎✋︎☜︎☠︎❄︎✋︎💧︎❄︎💧︎ ❄︎⚐︎ 👌︎☜︎ ☝︎⚐︎⚐︎👎︎ ✌︎❄︎ ☞︎✋︎☝︎☟︎❄︎✋︎☠︎☝︎”

( … who expected two scientists to be good at fighting…)

Gaster then summoned 50 of his experimental blasters and fired them at the human.

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12/150 HP

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17/3500 HP

The human lay on the ground without an arm while Gaster lay up against a truck of a tree missing a leg.

“Damn…monster…” The human croaks out.

“So you finally talk after an hour of fighting, human” Gaster speaks in “a manner of fact” tone

“And you are no longer speaking in gibberish it seems”

The human and monster duo sit in silence before Gaster speaks up

“Do you remember the reason why this war started?”

“of course, I do, my “Majesty” whined about continuously,” the human said the word Majesty with a mix of venom and mockery

“It was due to most of your race being ‘naturally’ prone to violence…and the fact you can absorb our souls while we can not do the same to you.”

Gaster hums “That's correct”

“Why are–” the human began to speak but then sputtered

“I'm not giving you my soul you damned skeleton!” the human says in a harsh tone

“I'm not going to ask a question that I already know the answer to, you megalomaniac!” Gaster defends himself vehemently

“You just did that, you numbskull!” the human yells back

“Well, I-hmgh” Gaster grunts as he blushes a similar color to his eyes

“Childish…” the human says tiredly

Silence prevails the conversation once again

“So skeleton, what were you going on about?”

“First my name is Gaster”

The human rolls its eyes at that comment

Gaster glares at the human

“As I was going to say, I'm about to enter a “falling down” state in which I will start to melt, unlike other monsters who would start to dust, due to the abnormal amount of determination I have,” Gaster explains

“Why does this matter” the human asks bluntly

“Because due to my determination and your magic-” Gaster began to rapidly explained

“how do you know I have magic, I haven't used it once during our fight,” the human asks with gritted teeth

“I have been watching you since you slaughtered that human and monster safe house- also don't interrupt me again.”

The human attempts to dust the narcissistic skeleton with his mind

Gaster after a short pause begins to speak again “You could be able to create an entirely new being”

“... And stop staring at me like that,” He says with a flushed face

The human ignores the skeleton comment

“What happens if this fails?” the human asks suspiciously

“You will die… but that gonna happen anyways so, get to writing human.

“Fuck off… wait writing, why?”

“This is an entirely new being, so they won't have any memories of anything.”

“They will at most keep our most prominent traits and our souls.”

“Whatever… how much time do you have left before you start falling?”

“An hour, how long until you start to rot?” Gaster smirks

“hour thirty minutes .”

More silence…

The human then brings out a small note and starts writing. A second later Gaster brings out a slightly larger notebook and begins writing as well

-15 minutes later-

“Human”

“What”

“What's your name?”

“No”

“No, what does that mean?!” Gaster asks offended

“No, as in ‘I'm not telling’ ” the nameless human states bluntly

-5 minutes later-

“Gaster”

“hmgh” the mentioned skeleton is currently pouting like a child

“stop being immature”

“...”

“Fine, it's…”

-2 minutes later-

“Wingdings…” Gaster says with a blush

“What?” the named human asked amused

“Gaster is my middle name… Wingdings is my first name” Gaster says while looking away

“pfft- I'm sorry- I” The human then began to laugh

“ugh- I shouldn't have said anything” He huffs angrily

-3 minutes later-

The two scientists continued to talk while writing everything the potential being could use to their advantage.

“So… what did you do before” The human gestures around the battlefield “This.”

“I was the Royal Scientist” Gaster ponders his next words carefully “I was also once the Royal Judge as well but King Asgore put the role out of commission after the war began” Gaster then sighs “If still had access to KR damage I would of probably of won,” Gaster says with his head up high

“huh hu, sure you would have” the human side-eyed Gaster while smirking “Anyway I was also the Royal Scientist of my kingdom,” the human said with a bored face “Didn't expect monsters have a Judge as well,” the human said parking up slightly “pretty impressive for a man named Wingdings” the human says teasingly

“Shut Up!” Gaster screams his red eyelights flaring

-5 minutes later-

“So… why do you hate your King?” Gaster asks hesitantly like he walking in a minefield (if they existed at the time)

The human's mood immediately takes a 180 “The King is selfish, greedy, whiny, and the third most annoying person I ever meet”

Gaster laughs silently “He sounds as bad as Asgore”

-25 minutes later-

During the last 25 minutes, the two men of science chatted about whatever came to their minds

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“My parents are actually the ex-Royal Scientist and some “Great Sage”

“Talk about large expectations,” Gaster says jokingly “If one of your parents is some legendary mage why don't you use much magic beyond green magic?” He asks curiously

“What's the point of using something that is merely going to disappear in 3 years from now?” The human says bluntly

Gaster stares in shock “WHAT” Gaster screams in fright

“Yeah, due to the overuse of magic is been slowly going away but due to the war magic drain has been set in overdrive… stupid king” The human looks exhausted “Actually that's the real reason for this war, the king thought if he got rid of the opposing race magic will stay around longer” the human shrugs

Gaster looks at the human dumbfounded

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“How did you find out magic was slowly disappearing” Gaster asks after a few minutes of silence

The human pulls a strange metal device out of his coat “Magic Geiger counter”

“huh” Gaster studies the device with interest

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“Well, I'm done writing, Wingdings?”

“Al-Almost” Gaster says weakly while the pencil he was holding was nearly slipping out of hand

-Gaster POV-

While I was hunched over attempting to write the human I was trying to kill just nearly an hour ago leaned against my back and took the pencil I was writing with.

“Just relax you have only 5 minutes left,” they say boredly with a stoic face

I blushed madly “You bastard human I'll-”

“Shut up”

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“Whatever…” I grunted out

We then spent our last minutes in sweet silence

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And then soon we started our experiment.

As I started to dust, or well melt, the human then used their to grab mine and their soul out of our chest and then began to use their magic, my now melted body, and began to fuse them together.

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-??? POV-

“Where I'm I?” I thought to myself as I looked around this strange place

“What's that” I thought to myself once again as I looked at an unidentifiable corpse in front of me holding to hold to leather-bound notebooks

“How do I know these words?” I asked myself like I was expecting an answer to suddenly appear.

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“Who am I?” I ask in a daze