[And the thing is? Chara knows it too. They know it because that was the power that they once harnessed. LV 20, stronger than anyone else. There was nobody to actually use it on, from where they stood, but Chara knows if there was somehow a way of going back while keeping all that LOVE.
No one could stop them. Not even the Undying. Not even Sans. Unless one of them also got to LV 20, there would be no stopping Chara.
But they don't have to deal with "What ifs" right now, since one of those options is standing right before him. He reaches into a pocket and old instincts rev up despite Chara themselves being dulled by pain, yanking the Real Knife out of the double's chest. That sick red magic flares and--
They see the font and something just...stops. Something stops in Chara because it feels like a glitch. The Knife falls as they slam it into the ground. Falls out of their grasp and becomes the Warn Dagger because they weren't touching it anymore.
Chara looks down and sees the photograph. The real one. The nice one. Sans's photo.
Great minds think alike, apparently.
They don't pick it up. Just speak. Vomit up old dialog.]
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No one could stop them. Not even the Undying. Not even Sans. Unless one of them also got to LV 20, there would be no stopping Chara.
But they don't have to deal with "What ifs" right now, since one of those options is standing right before him. He reaches into a pocket and old instincts rev up despite Chara themselves being dulled by pain, yanking the Real Knife out of the double's chest. That sick red magic flares and--
They see the font and something just...stops. Something stops in Chara because it feels like a glitch. The Knife falls as they slam it into the ground. Falls out of their grasp and becomes the Warn Dagger because they weren't touching it anymore.
Chara looks down and sees the photograph. The real one. The nice one. Sans's photo.
Great minds think alike, apparently.
They don't pick it up. Just speak. Vomit up old dialog.]
I don't like this game anymore.