Gaster had adjusted to this new world quicker than most would. He spent his first few weeks learning the history of this world and getting to know Twilight Sparkle and her dragon, Spike. Then around, Friday, or what was Friday for him, he met the Elements of Harmony.
Speaking of Harmony, he was currently in the Everfree forest, examine a large crystal tree. The Tree of Harmony as it was called. He found that he could still summon up duplicates of his hands while in this world, yet they all had holes in them. And that was only the tip of the iceberg. While he hadn't yet tested yet, he hypothesized he could now harness human SOUL magic. All seven forms of it. BRAVERY, JUSTICE, PATIENCE, INTEGRITY, PERSEVERANCE, KINDNESS, and even the most powerful of them all.
DETERMINATION!
Gaster had no idea as to how, but he felt it in him. His SOUL had felt different in these last few days. His emotions felt...heightened. Greater, in both their magnitude and extremes.
Perhaps the CORE left a mark on me more than holes and scars. He thought to himself, his hands moving about and assisting him. They held various items and devices, scanning the tree as he examined the body itself.
"How odd. All the Elements are accounted for, but I have no idea the meaning behind these engravings of the sun and moon near the base." Gaster sighed before looking around. It was dark, darker than it was earlier, yet darker than it should be for it to be safe in the Everfree Forest. While beasts didn't scare him, he hadn't yet mastered all his SOUL magic. The least he could do was, what appeared to the ponies, command a form of teleportation, but it was more like a short cut through space.
The hands he had summoned disappeared, and he opened his right hand, and blue light appeared in the hole, the same blue aura appearing on his right eye and smoking from it. He then snapped his finger, and the world shifted and glitched around him for a moment before it rendered fully, and he reappeared in the library of Twilight Sparkle. It was devoid of any ponies but filled with stacks of books and scrolls.
"Oh Ms. Sparkle. You must take better care of your library." The scientist muttered, summoning back up his Hands and cleaning up the mess, bringing the items back to their respective shelves.
They swarmed around him, but for a second, he saw a novel that caught his eye.
He grabbed it from the hand, and stared at it as the rest of his hands finished their tasks before disappearing.
⧫︎♒︎♏︎ ❖︎□︎♓︎♎︎ ♌︎♏︎⧫︎⬥︎♏︎♏︎■︎ ⬥︎□︎❒︎●︎♎︎⬧︎
♋︎ ♑︎◆︎♓︎♎︎♏︎ ⧫︎□︎ ♓︎■︎⧫︎♏︎❒︎♎︎♓︎❍︎♏︎■︎⬧︎♓︎□︎■︎♋︎●︎ ⧫︎❒︎♋︎❖︎♏︎●︎ ♋︎■︎♎︎ ♋︎●︎●︎ ♓︎⧫︎⬧︎ ♎︎♋︎■︎♑︎♏︎❒︎⬧︎📬︎
⬥︎❒︎♓︎⧫︎⧫︎♏︎■︎ ♌︎⍓︎
"Wingdings? And the Author's name is scratched out......" Gaster muttered, before hiding it under the folds of his jacket. "I will ask Ms. Sparkle about this later. But it seems to relate to the void in some way or another."
He then went on to head to the kitchen and fix himself a meal. He was, oddly enough, craving spaghetti. Even though as a skeleton, he had no tongue, and by proxy, no taste buds.
It could be an effect of this world. Gaster mused. Or from my time in the ✞︎□︎♓︎♎︎.
No matter the reason why he was craving food, he entered the kitchen and pulled out a box of noodles, while his hands filled the pot with water and set the oven to the correct temperature. As he searched for tomato sauce, he continued to muse about the book.
The writer seems knowledgable about the ✞︎□︎♓︎♎︎ but is it even the one I fell into. There could be hundreds of voids. If not thousands for every world. Gaster theorized. But, still....wingdings? Why wingdings? As far as I know, that's a unique font in this world...if not..a Cipher. If it is a Cipher...
His thoughts were interrupted when the water began to boil. Acting fast, he stirred in the noodles and set the timer before letting out a sigh.
"I wonder what my sons are doing at the moment." Gaster yawned as he sat down on a chair. He had always been lazy, or at the very least tired easily, especially after a hard day's work. Leaning back into the chair, he shut his eyes and drifted to sleep.
He awoke in a small, rectangular room with a metal floor. In front of him was a narrow hallway, leading to a thick metal door.
He examined the room for a number of minutes, before the door creaked open, yet Wingdings didn't notice. Suddenly, he felt someone tap on his shoulder, he turned around, a shocked look on his features.
"✌︎ ♍︎♒︎♓︎●︎♎︎✍︎ ♋︎ ♒︎◆︎❍︎♋︎■︎ ♍︎♒︎♓︎●︎♎︎✍︎ □︎■︎♏︎ ⬥︎♓︎⧫︎♒︎ ♋︎ ♎︎♏︎⧫︎♏︎❒︎❍︎♓︎■︎♋︎⧫︎♓︎□︎■︎ ⬧︎□︎◆︎●︎✏︎ ⬥︎♒︎□︎ ♋︎❒︎♏︎ ⍓︎□︎◆︎✍︎ ⬥︎♒︎⍓︎ ♋︎❒︎♏︎ ⍓︎□︎◆︎ ⬥︎♓︎♏︎●︎♎︎♓︎■︎♑︎ ♋︎ 🙵■︎♓︎♐︎♏︎✍︎"
The person smirked, in an odd way, their features laced with crimson. Gaster knew what that was. What that signified.
"✌︎📬︎📬︎📬︎☝︎♏︎■︎□︎♍︎♓︎♎︎♏︎❒︎✏︎" Gaster gasped, before his very matter began to flick away. It started at his legs, but he was, very quickly, turning into nothingness.
"🕈︎♋︎♓︎⧫︎✏︎ ⬥︎♋︎♓︎⧫︎✏︎✏︎" Gaster screamed, before he disappeared from the room.
"Dr. Gaster?" Twilight called out. "Dr. Gaster? You OK?"
Gaster blinked as he saw that he was back in Twilight's library.
"Princess Sparkle," He sighed. "My sincerest apologies. I just had......a bad dream."
"What was it about?" Twilight asked.
Gaster shook his head.
"Nothing that need worry you, just a nightmare," He insisted before adopting a chipper tone. "How are you and your friends? What are you doing here so early? I thought you were out at Canterlot for some reason or another?"
"That was two days ago," Twilight deadpanned, causing the skeleton to gasp.
"I was out that long?!" He asked in shock, the princess nodding. "Damnit. I apologize, sincerely, I do."
"Its no problem Doctor," Twilight said sympathetically.
"How's the spaghetti?" Gaster asked.
"Spike managed to save it. Its in the fridge," Twilight explained.
"Thank goodness," The skeleton sighed.
"So, what'd you dream about?" Twilight asked.
"I believe I was in the 🕆︎■︎♎︎♏︎❒︎♑︎❒︎□︎◆︎■︎♎︎, in a dark room with no items. I was looking around when he door opened, revealing a human. Even worse, they were a ☝︎♏︎■︎□︎♍︎♓︎♎︎♏︎❒︎," Gaster said darkly.
"A, what?" Twilight asked.
"Right, wing dings doesn't translate that well orally to non-monsters," Gaster sighed. "A Genocider. A human who has delved into the dark temptations of ☹︎□︎❖︎♏︎, er, LOVE, as in Level Of ViolencE. I couldn't see that Genocider's LOVE, but I do know by the gleam in their eye, that they weren't going to stop until they got ☜︎❒︎♋︎⬧︎♏︎♎︎ that world."
"Oh my....." Twilight gasped. "Can we do anything to stop them?"
"It was only a dream, nothing more," Gaster insisted with a wave of his hand.
"If you say so," Twilight said, trotting out of the kitchen. As she did, Gaster stared out the window, a phrase escaping his lips.
"✋︎⧫︎🕯︎⬧︎ ♋︎ ♌︎♏︎♋︎◆︎⧫︎♓︎♐︎◆︎●︎ ♎︎♋︎⍓︎ □︎◆︎⧫︎⬧︎📬︎" He mused.
Journal of Dr. W.D. Gaster, royal scientest to the Dremurr royal family. Entry XXXX: The CORE Problem.
Total meltdown in ten minutes
"Dr. gaster!" A voice called out over a blaring alarm.
"NONONO! What if I do this...?" A tall, skeleton male groaned, clacking away at controls. He dressed in a lab coat over his black over coat. His whole hands dashing about.
"Dr. gaster!" The voice repeated.
"What is it, Dr. Sans!" Gaster replied in annoyance, still working diligently on his CORE, the alarm continuing to blare as Sans and his younger brother Papyrus also in the lab, Papyrus as a security guard and Sans as a fellow doctor.
"The CORE is too unstable! You need to leave!" Sans said, the lab empty save for the three of them, the rest of the staff having made themselves scarce hours ago.
"No! I can fix it! I just need more time!" Gaster replied still working hard.
Total meltdown in five minutes.
Uuh, I dunno about you, but the computer says otherwise," The big-boned skeleton said.
"Get Papyrus out of here! I can handle it myself!" Gaster ordered. "If I can't stop the explosion, then I might as well contain it! That way the Underground lives! Even if I don't!"
Sans sighed before turning to his brother.
"Pap! get outta here! I'm going to help the good doctor!" Sans ordered.
"But Sans!" Papyrus said with a hint of disparity.
"Just go!" Sans ordered angrily, his brother obeying with a nod before rushing down the hall.
"You should've gone with him," Gaster said coldly.
"And leave ya to die like mom? No way in hell." Sans said, working alongside his father to stop the CORE meltdown, the alarm ringing as loudly as ever.
"Look, Sans, about that-" His thought was cut off. The alarms were drowned out by a loud, earth-shaking BOOM!
Energy shot out from the CORE, cutting holes in the palms of Gaster's hands and shrapnel scratching his skull. Sans was also affected by the energy. For a brief moment, a dark blue and yellow eye appearing in his left socket before he was kicked into the back wall, disappearing from the room the instant he did.
Gaster himself got a much worse fate.
The effect was instant, he felt his body destroyed, melting away, but his spirit lived on. His SOUL lived on.
Yet, in an instant, he saw the outcome of this world, he saw a human child fall down a deep hole. One that wasn't the child of the king and queen.
And in that instant, he knew its name.
☞︎❒︎♓︎⬧︎🙵
He then saw death. Great amounts of death before him, he even saw his youngest die.
🏱︎♋︎◻︎⍓︎❒︎◆︎⬧︎!
He was then taken to a hall of judgement, with the human child armed with a knife, battling it out with his son, Sans. And the odd eye appearing as he attacked the child, summoning up odd-skull like constructs different from his sharpened bones.
☝︎♋︎⬧︎⧫︎♏︎❒︎ ♌︎●︎♋︎⬧︎⧫︎♏︎❒︎
But then he saw it, the human getting in a lucky hit.
🖲︎🖲︎🖲︎🖲︎🖲︎🖲︎🖲︎
Sans hunched onto the ground, bleeding profusely from his chest.
"heh...... that's it.....guess I'll be going now....I'm heading for grillby's...papyrus, you want.....any....thing?"
He then saw his son turn to dust, and a new word appeared in his mind.
☝︎♏︎■︎□︎♍︎♓︎♎︎♏︎
The world shifted, showing him something different, something new.
❄︎♓︎❍︎♏︎●︎♓︎■︎♏︎
The child, F❒︎♓︎s🙵, landed once more, but rather than death, he saw life. Friendships and happiness, even the prince, ✌︎⬧︎❒︎♓︎♏︎●︎, who became the Absolute ☝︎□︎♎︎ of ☟︎⍓︎◻︎♏︎❒︎♎︎♏︎♋︎⧫︎♒︎, was spared, and the barrier, using 💧︎□︎◆︎●︎⬧︎ combined with DETER♓︎■︎♋︎⧫︎♓︎□︎■︎, the barrier was broken.
🏱︎♋︎♍︎♓︎♐︎♓︎⬧︎⧫︎
The world shifted again, showing him different paths where only certain monsters died, and certain monsters lived. As well as millions of variations of that path.
☠︎♏︎◆︎⧫︎❒︎♋︎●︎
This would continue, over and over and over again, with each Path playing out in front of him billions of times. And all hec could do was watch, never sleeping, never looking away. Never even blinking.
Gaster knew what the word for this was, even before it came into his mind.
☟︎♏︎●︎●︎
This was his ☟︎♏︎●︎●︎, but he didn't know why he was being put through this.
Then the world shifted again, showing him not the Under♑︎❒︎□︎◆︎■︎♎︎, nor the ⚐︎❖︎♏︎❒︎world, rather, it showed him other worlds.
It showed warriors in gold falling to warriors in black. He saw a team of misfits and former villains fighting against a great threat, and humans and equines fighting in a great war! He saw hooded figures of pastel skin hues fighting figures brandishing crystal crosses. He saw a woman with green skin and wings fighting a knight with a golden sword that radiated with energy.
👌︎●︎□︎□︎♎︎●︎♓︎■︎♏︎⬧︎
Then, he moved on. He saw strange men and women, some buff, some skinny. They all fought with these spirits that stood by them. A pink-haired man was even sent to die infinitely by one of these spirit users.
He saw battles against a dark lord with a gold ring, ending with it being thrown into a lake of fire.
He saw great heroes battling great foes, such as 👎︎♋︎❒︎🙵⬧︎♏︎♓︎♎︎, 💣︎♋︎♑︎■︎♏︎⧫︎□︎, and even 💣︎♏︎◻︎♒︎♓︎⬧︎⧫︎□︎◻︎♒︎♏︎●︎♏︎⬧︎, and 💧︎♋︎⧫︎♋︎■︎, as well as various others.
He continued to see. He continued to learn. To experience. Infinity swirled past him. He would do this for millennia. A thousand long millennia. Seeing everything that has happened. That are happening now. And that will happen.
Destiny is a funny thing. It almost never stays the same for long.
He then also saw something, new. Something, unexpected. In far off of the darkness of the void, he saw a light. A bright, blinding light.
It didn't quite pierce the omnipresent blackness of the ✞︎□︎♓︎♎︎, but it did irritate him. Moreso than he thought. Curious, he....moved towards the light...somehow. But as he got closer, he heard a voice.
"Spike! Spike! Do you see what we did?! We opened a portal to an entirely undiscovered dimension!" A female voice called from the light excitedly.
Gaster chuckled to himself, she seemed to be a scholar of sorts. A scientist, even! He moved even closer to the light, and saw a crack.
He put his hand towards it, and saw that it seemed to pull him closer, parts of him whipping through as an inky black smoke.
He pulled it back, and saw that it was intact. Balling it, and feeling determined, he stepped through the light.
He opened his eyes, and saw that he was in some sort of lab. Behind him was a crystal mirror framed in a purple horseshoe, and around him were numerous books and scrolls.
Before him was the most interesting thing. A purple horse with wings and a horn, and a star-like mark upon her flank. He assumed it was a female, because the dull sound of an "uhh........." coming from her agape mouth was feminine.
"Hello miss," Gaster greeted before blinking. His voice, it sounded...off. Like someone trying to speak in English and Wing Dings at the same time. How odd.
"Uhhhh.....hi?" She said weakly, examine the skeleton in shock. "Who are you? And what were you doing...in there?"
"My name is W. D. Gaster, and I was ejected into that ✞︎□︎♓︎♎︎ in a lab accident." Gaster said honestly and with a shrug. "But that's ancient history, now.....what is your name, miss?"
"Uh....Twilight Sparkle. A pleasure to meet you....Dr. Gaster," She said unsurely, but relaxing her pose. "What....are you? You don't look like a human."
Gaster sighed. So there are humans in this new world.
Wonder if the ruler here is as child-murdery as Asgore....... Gaster mused to himself. "I am a skeleton from a place called the Underground. But I assume that doesn't exist in this dimension we're in currently."
Twilight Sparkle blinked.
"Huh" Was all she said in reply.
Author's Note
So....this is something new. May work on it on my spare time. How about a challenge while you wait for me to update Chronicles of Light 1?
Translate the Wing Dings. All of them.
☝︎□︎□︎♎︎ ●︎◆︎♍︎🙵
