FragmenTale

For a whole month, a group of five monsters tried to create an artificial soul for the princess. The prince has already disintegrated to ashes, which was collected and delivered to Asgore and Toriel. The royal family only asked to try to help their second child. I had to dig up a lot of old documents that somehow mentioned people. Experiments were mainly carried out by Gaster and Mr. Gramre, Sans helped either with documents or with the selection of substances for tests. Miss and Mr. Fillo monitored Chara's condition, also helping with the paperwork. The first few tests were successful, but then it was worse and worse. Subsequent experiments were unsuccessful, nothing worked. The King and Queen have already begun to despair, realizing that most likely their adopted child will never open her eyes again. And the scientists from the laboratory who worked on the synthesized soul project began to give up, losing confidence in the success of the project. On Tuesday, May 20, Gaster sat in his office, sorting through old papers. Finding nothing useful from a large stack of various documents, the monster rose from the chair, pushing the stack to the edge of the table. Leaving the room and closing the door behind him, Gaster slowly walked to the ward where the princess's body was. «Nothing good comes out, ideas are already running out. How can we get you to your feet?» – the scientist thought to himself, standing in the doorway to the ward, covering his mouth with his palm. – «Doc?» – spotting Gaster, Sans, passing by with a small cardboard box in his hands, stopped. – «As I understand it, there is no progress?» – the skeleton continued to say, leaning his back against the corridor wall. – «Yes. We have already tried to put a synthesized soul in the princess's body that could suit a monster, but the human soul and emotions themselves are stronger than ours. You yourself know... My colleagues already believe that they have tried all possible options and are beginning to lose courage... But what's the box in your hands? " – «I was thinking of finding something useful in the old records of our experiments, books, journals and documents.» – «I understand» – Gaster folded his hands on his chest and looked away – «In fact, I have an idea how to help the princess, but it's a little... inhumane. It came to me not so long ago.» Sans looked silently at the parent, who in turn, sighing, continued to speak. – «I need another human, specifically their soul, to study it. Previously, we did not have such an opportunity. I didn't talk to other scientists about my idea.» – «Dad, I understand everything, but you want to... kill a human? It's...» – the skeleton looked down at the box, as he could not look at the floor because of the cardboard object in his hands. Sans understood that this was not such a bad option, to exchange the life of some person for the life of the princess of monsters. But this option still seemed wild to him. And there was no guarantee that everything would work as it seemed. – «We are no longer neutral with humans, we can no longer calmly go to the surface and spend at least a little time there. You yourself reminded me about a month ago about the war with them, and now the monsters are almost ready for battle... We are no longer comrades, you yourself know and remember under what circumstances you found the prince and the princess.» Gaster looked at his son with a glance, when usually a living being feels hopelessness. An awkward silence, no one dared to continue the conversation. The silence was broken only by functioning cars in Chara's ward. The chief scientist did not tell anyone about this idea, not even the King and Queen, just so as not to give false hopes. If you say now that there is a chance to save the princess from the clutches of death, and if nothing comes of it, then this will be a strong emotional blow for the royal family. Sans felt how uncomfortable he felt from his father's proposal. A slight tremor ran through the body of the skeleton. – «How... how can I help you?» – after a few minutes of silence, the skeleton asked uncertainly, deciding to agree to provide the help that he could provide. – «Thank you, Sans» – Gaster smiled slightly. He was very pleased with the help of his son, realizing that this skeleton was perhaps the only person with whom he could realize his new idea. – «Let's first look at the old experiments and records about them. Maybe we can find another solution.» The words of the scientist slightly reassured the skeleton, but he understood that, most likely, his hands would still have to be smeared to achieve a satisfactory result. Both monsters headed to room thirteen, preparing to spend at least a night in the laboratory.