The temple was almost as cold as the interrogation room, but the reason was more grounded in logic than the skeletons reasons. Their lord was a tester, he would test them. Only those would stood strong against his trails could be deemed as saviors, to become above men and women.

That's what Gwen was considered. A savior, a messenger from God. People parted for her on the streets with smiles for her, everyone knew her. She was of top status, with a large house and large profits. Even if she takes a day off, she still gets paid, not that she ever does.

Yet, despite the way she was treated, Gwen sometimes doubted it. God never gave her any messages. She did what she was told by the law, and by the bible given to them.

The female gingerly peeled back the thick cover, holding the small book within her hands. It was no longer than a few pages, detailing sinners against saints, how obeying God would grant you superiority above others. The savior back then had written it, claiming that God himself had told him the words.

Gwen didn't feel like a savior. Sure, she did put so many murderers to the chair, some even serial killers. She's saved hundreds, thousands. Everyone praises her, yet...

"God," The black haired woman spoke, kneeling down at the alter of her lord, clutching the cross within her hand. "Please, I need your help on this case."

Gwen always asked for help on cases, and everytime, it was genuine. And real. Gwen never wanted to trip up, to place the wrong person in the chair, to deem them for death when they were still a person.

The pews around her were bare, empty of the usual people. It was far too late for anyone to be here, only saviors like herself were deemed to pass within the church whenever necessary.

Everything was supposed to be simple. When a person would kill another, they would become a sinner, period. Only saviors sent from their lord could erase the demons that had claimed their soul, taking away their life before they could spread the disease. She would then get praised, and move onto the next case when it appeared.

That was it, what her purpose was. Before, she never questioned it.

Well, once. Once, before, did she question it on a case. The case was her first, really, and she had long buried that beneath layers of memories, never to resurface again. Until Blue decided to push, and for them to remind her of Billy.

How long has it been since she heard that name? Years?

The same still felt tainted and wrong, she hated it. She hated the way it reminded her of her conflicting emotions, how much she had wanted to go against god. She hated it.

It was Satin, they had said. It was sin, trying to tempt her. She had to resist, they had claimed. Fight back, ignore those emotions. So she did.

Gwen pulled out the necklace cross she had from around her neck, holding it so gently as she placed back down the bible. It was supposed to be simple, she wasn't supposed to question everything.

If that boy was really a sinner, she had done the right thing. But...

Her green eyes trailed down to the cross in her hand. Ignore it. God knew what was best, so did everyone else. They all knew he was a sinner, no matter how young. So why couldn't Gwen remember, why had she decided to block it out all this time?

Because it hurt. Because it made her confused, and scared. It made Gwen feel small, and it made her question everything she was raised to believe. Much like how these skeletons were, how their case was.

Why couldn't it just be easy? Gwen didn't like the feeling, the way it bubbled up her back, much like a slow rising tide. She was raised one way, yet felt like it was wrong. Like her entire world was wrong.

She would do the same for this case, wouldn't she? Once she was done, she would bury it, just like that boys face, much like the other trial.

"God, I..." Gwen trailed off.

She could do that, it would be easy. Retreat back into the simplicity of her life, accept everything without questioning it. Surely this was the lord testing her, right now. To see if she was willing to catch the sinners or not.

"I..."

But she couldn't get their faces out of her head, how different they all were. None of those skeletons were raised here, none of them really understood what was going on. They were kidnapped to another universe, scared and alone, with no hopes of escaping.

"God..."

There was another way. There always was another way, it was what Gwen believed in. No one ever had to resort to murder, they could have gotten out. Blue had gotten the key, surely he would have used it!

But it led to the death of Undyne, and she had a feeling he already tried to use it.

Gwen closed her eyes, standing up from her knees. She wouldn't kneel, not tonight.

The string was torn from around her neck before she was dropping the symbol of their god, the image they had tainted throughout the years onto the bible they had specially written for the governments desires on how God would look for them.

"I want to remember," Gwen said, "I'm not hiding, not anymore."

Gwen had always prided herself on being strong, but that was far from the truth. She was smart, and clever, but she liked comfort. That's why she let herself become dumb, let herself be conformed by society. She didn't like the possibility something was wrong, that she herself could be a bad person.

But looking at Blue, at all of them... She wanted to face that. She wanted the truth, and finally, she was willing to seek it all out. Not like before, she wouldn't back down.

~~~~~~

"I-I don't think I can do this."

Before Cooper was her partner, and before Gwen had earned her title, this had happened. Her first official case, with her first official killer.

It was an easy case, which was why she was given it. There was a witness to a murder, his Mother. The bruise on her eye and the finger marks on her neck were easy to spot, yet she wasn't angry with the abuse she had suffered. Instead, she found her anger from that night directed at her little boy.

"I can't believe I raised a demon," She sobbed, "My little boy is a killer!"

Gwen had been to naive when she did that case. She blindly obeyed everything her partner, her trainer, had told her. He was old, age getting ahold on him to drag his skin down with wrinkles, making him look like a skinny raisin.

Billy was the boys name. So small and fragile, much like she was. He never cried, really, despite being such a small child.

"Is Mommy okay?" He had asked first, not concerning himself with his own future. "Daddy was hurting her."

It was like whiplash, going back and forth between the two. His Mother didn't care how he had just saved her from abuse, all she could see was a filthy demon that had taken her sons soul and destroyed it. Her partner had leaned over to Gwen behind the glass, his old bones under the stretched skin practically creaking.

"That boy isn't a child anymore, he's a sinner," He had whispered, "Remember, he's trying to trick you."

That felt wrong. The whole case felt wrong. He wasn't trying to plead innocent, he admitted to killing his Father to protect his Mother. His Mother screamed and disowned him when they had brought him to the chair, and even then he hadn't cried. Maybe he had shed all of his tears when he had seen his beloved Mother getting beaten every night, he had nothing left.

Gwen felt so wrong, the lever to end the sinner right in her grasp. It was self defense, was it not? Why would a sinner save another person? Sinners were supposed to be demons, to be evil and corrupt. So why would a corrupt person obsessed with chaos save another? And why would a boy so young be deserving of death?

Everyone else didn't agree. They chanted for her to do it, holding their bibles and crosses, declaring her to be doing God's will. Even his Mother did, refusing her own child with the belief he was no better than a demon, than a filthy sinner.

Their yells overpowered the boys, as did the talking of her old partner. His hand was on hers, pushing down gently. Encouraging her.

So she gave in, burying her head into her arm to avoid Billy's eyes as she pulled down. Instead, she focused on the cheers, on the people supporting her, pretending that she never heard Billy's begging for his Mommy to hold him one last time.

《》《》《》

Yeah, for those of you who haven't noticed, this is a sorta continuation of my Yandere Papyrus book I wrote over two years ago on Wattpad (it's not on AO3 yet whoops). Not a direct sequel, but if you've read that one, you can see how this one continues from that. 

Also, I'm a Christian, so don't think this is me being like anti-christian. It's basically about how, after the war, the Government took the idea of God, then basically tore it to shreds with it's own idea to promote a better society where no killer is allowed. And since everyone's raised like this, even the new Government, no one understands how it's fundamentally flawed. Even if you accidentally kill someone, you're still a sinner and are sent to the chair. No one ever tries to question it or dive deeper because it's god, therefore they have to do everything the Government says because clearly God is telling them to. Mostly everyone is corrupt, and people who are smart enough to see through don't try to question it and come up with excuses because they like comfort and they like feeling right, and if they begin to question it they'll realize they're the sinners, not the other way around, and they're bad people. So everyone is using God as a sheet to say "Oh, I'm serving God, that means I'm holy" instead of looking at themselves truthfully and admitting they've done wrong. People are afraid to see themselves as bad and convince themselves they aren't. And people actually believe it because they've been raised this way, it's everything they believe in. So to go against this is to not only rip apart the understanding of their lives and everything they thought was real, the people they trust, but also it'll rip the veil to reveal who they really are. 

Basically, that's a terrifying truth to admit to everyone follows the Government and doesn't believe any different because they've never been shown any different before. They actually believe all of this, because there's never been any other people who had challenged this perceptive. Everyone believes in the same thing, and if everyone supports each other with this belief without any questioning, they don't know any better. However, children like Billy are the exception because he first challenged Gwen. Billy hasn't fully grown up to accept this yet, he was still a questioning child, so he interacting with Gwen was what made her first question everything about the society and about the God she thought she was serving. However, with everyone else supporting her, and the girl getting praise, she was taught she was doing right, and she buried the memory believing it was the devil because that's what people taught her. Not to mention, seeing herself and everything in a new light was scary for a young adult, so she decided to stay with her comforting lies instead of ruining everything she knew by questioning it, thus keeping her in the dark. However, with the three Sans that decided to pop up from different worlds, all three of them, along with the entire case, are forcing her back into this uncomfortable middle ground where she could either remain stubborn to her beliefs, or let herself question everything and admit she herself is a bad person. Cooper is on this path too, but slower because he hadn't been on the Billy case, so this is the first time he's getting his own world questioned and torn apart. It also shows how strong Gwen is to defy the world she's believed in for so long by getting rid of her cross, the symbol for the lies the Government had built with the disguise of religion, and instead be willing to face the truth despite the consequences, remembering that memory and admitting to herself she killed a child. Which was why she ran from Blue, she wasn't willing to face that, not until now. 

Yeah, everything is messed up, and Gwen is finally letting her walls down to realize the truth. No more hiding behind the lies she built for comfort, no more letting the Government tell her how her memories are. She's looking at it herself, acknowledging all of the facts, and coming to her own conclusion without the Government trying to steer her away by promising comfort. She's growing guys, yay!

By learning everything she thought about herself and everything else was a lie and everything she's fought for has resulted in so many deaths, and that she hid herself from the ugly truth by believing in the lies the Government said instead of digging deeper.

Whoopsie.