Frisk woke up, still full of grief. But an idea had sprouted in her mind. She shook Chara's shoulder. "I'm heading back to my cabin."

The sleep riddled girl nodded before snuggling back to sleep. The other hopped out of bed.

Walking back to her cabin, Frisk dressed and got ready for the day. She walked to the bookshelves when done, picking out a book.

She found the information.

Biting her lip, Frisk shut the book.

She needed to prepare offerings.

-_-

The temple to Gaster, god of magic, hadn't been used in a long time. History whispered about how he had given up pieces of his essence in order to stabilize balance.

The world had been too heavily populated. The pieces of essence had become G and Papyrus.

Magic had created Death.

The door creaked as Frisk opened it. She coughed at the heavy amount of dust, looking around. Dust and cobwebs decorated the place, as well as the statue of the skeletal god.

She stepped forward, placing candles on the altar. They were lit by a match. Spreading a cloth, Frisk placed a piece of cinnamon butterscotch pie and a cup of coffee on it.

"W.D. Gaster, god of Magic, ruler of the Void, hear my prayer." She started. "I need to unlock the secrets of RESET. Please accept my humble offerings and give me advice."

A hand rested on her shoulder.

"I accept your humble offerings."