108 times, Sci had killed the human 108 times. One left, he just had one left. He was so tired, yet he knew how happy Edge would be when he told him he had made sure this human could no longer tamper with his emotions. He'd just need to ask that flower to reset, then Edge would be back. Sci threw all he had in this last attack. So tired… So weak… He couldn't do this anymore.

One HP, they were down to One HP. Frisk attacked Sci, he teleported away. His mana was gone, he’d have to eat this round. Sci typed something into the keyboard, noodles appeared. He ate them raw, his mana was now at half. Frisk attacked again, Sci teleported away. Sci surrounded Frisk with bones and Gaster Blasters. They had finally died.

Sci stumbled out of the throne room, collapsing in front of the flower that laid there. “Heya… Asriel…” Sci says tiredly. Even though he was tired, the flower deserved to know what just happened to him. He could go home and sleep after this.

“Y-You know my n-name?!” Flowey asks. Sci chuckles, it wasn't too hard to figure out Flowey was Asriel. It was honestly quite obvious. “Yeah, I know your name.” Sci says, staring up at the ceiling. The judgment hall’s ceiling was so fascinating… That’d keep him from passing out. “... Who are you?” The flower asks. “A friend of Sans.” Sci says, looking over to the flower. He had burn marks all over him. Poor thing.

Sci wrapped the flower in his magic, healing the burn marks and holes in the flower. “There you go.” Sci says, smiling at the flower. “... You're really nice… Like… Not from the underground nice…” Flowey says, narrowing his eyes at Sci. He was suspicious, there was no point in lying to him. Sci was really bad at lying anyway. “Asriel, there are many, many universes. I'm not from yours. I just… I couldn't… I had to step in, Edg-... Sans is my best friend, and even though this could all reset, it's unfair to him for someone to play with his reality like this.” Sci says, staring back up at the ceiling. Flowey wouldn't believe him, that was okay.

“... So you're from another universe?” Flowey asks, he looked dumbfounded at this news. Sci couldn't blame him, Flowey was a kid when he died, he wouldn't expect him to know about the multiverse. “How do you know Sans?” Flowey asks, staring down at Sci. He knew he definitely wouldn't believe him after he said this. “Christmas party. We met at a Christmas party where all Sanses and Papyruses were invited.” Sci says.

He now had a question for the flower, and he prayed the answer was yes. “You can reset, right? I drained Frisk of their determination… So they can't…” Sci says, sighing. He hoped the flower would do him this favor. He needed to see Edge again. “Yeah, of cou-” Sci cut off the flower quickly, turning to face him. “Oh! Also… Please don't reset after this…” Sci asks, looking hopefully at the flower.

“Okay ‘Sans’s friend’, I won’t reset after this.” Flowey says, smiling at Sci. “Goodbye, Asriel.” Sci says, standing up and walking through the nearest door. He was now once more in the in between. It was silent and full of doors, yet Sci knew by heart which one was his, and he gladly stepped through. He was going to take the nap of a lifetime.