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Over my many years of living in this lifeless limbo, I have seen countless things.
Many timelines change and grow, others shrink and die.
Dimensions and the multiverse itself are constantly shifting around me.
With the new powers granted by this void, I have seen the various timelines, and for a while, it seemed as if everything was set on their own paths, but each were similar…
Until now.
The timeline has been altered.
Some exterior force beyond anyone’s comprehension is… changing things.
The child, Frisk.
They, or rather, SHE, has forgotten everything.
The pacifists, the neutrals… even the genocides.
All forgotten.
The same applies for the rest.
Sans, Flowey…
None of them remember. None of them remember the various timelines and endless outcomes.
No one remembers but me…
However, once new information is gained, I could be very, very wrong.
Normally, if something this suspicious were to arise, I would intervene in some fashion.
Restore the memories, force a load of a previous SAVE like I have done countless times before.
But now… I have a pained curiosity.
I wish to see how this will all play out.
This timeline has been changed, in the way determination affects the monsters.
No longer will it create the monstrosities known as “amalgamates”...
No.
This new result…
…
Is far more deadly.
This new timeline, based on the skeleton of the old, seems…
Very…
Very…
...
Interesting.