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Reference Sheet: Cronus (updated)

This post is to serve as a worded reference for the appearance, history, and abilities of Cronus, and has been updated to reflect the changes that occurred in the “Determination Crisis” arc.

History: Cronus was not born into his world, instead , he was genetically engineered by the Gaster of his timeline. He was meant to act as a Guinea pig for the Determination Pill, a substance that permanently increased the recipients DT level. His original purpose was to find the threshold level for the pill, so that when Gaster experimented on Sans, and eventually Papyrus, they wouldn’t OD on the added Determination. However, Cronus survived the theoretical threshold, and increased exponentially in power. Gaster, seeing a chance to create a “weapon” from Cronus, subjected him to a brutal and uncompromising training regime, which lasted for years. Once this regime was finished, Gaster sent him on a test run to the ruins, to kill the exiled queen, Toriel, as a gauge for his power. However, once he arrived, and saw her tending to a fallen child (not Frisk) , he refused, and was subdued by Gaster. Cronus was then placed “on ice” indefinitely , until Gaster could find a way to control him. Several years later, however, the Sans of his timeline found him, and together, they were able to defeat Gaster, which cumulated in Gaster falling into the Core. Sans offered Cronus a place to live, which he accepted, and for the first time, felt love for others. However, this was not to last. About 3 years after the death of Gaster, the timeline was assaulted by an outsider, Error!Sans. He fought against Error, along with the other monsters, and was left the last one standing. In desperation, he attempted to use a “short cut” for the first time, hoping to regain his bearings. However, this uncalculated jump brought him to reside in front of a console command screen. From there, he learned the coded coordinates of another universe, and jumped to it. He has continued this pattern ever since, and has interacted with a number of unique and interesting timelines. He has, over his journey, learned how to harness the extremely high DT level he has in unique ways, including his regeneration ability. Currently, he has begun to actively pursue two agendas: help those who have been harmed by the power of the corrupt “grey faces”, and the hunt to put an end to Error, so to stop his rampage.

Update: Cronus, for the last 9 ½ months, has put aside his goal of hunting Error. Instead, he has dedicated himself to an adopted family, which is a group of brothers. He was able to assist them with a major problem, which was that two of the brothers couldn’t exist physically, and one could only exist via fusion. Enlisting the aid of Freckles, a Sans from another timeline, and the fallen archangel, Darkwing, they delved into Xibalba, or the realm of the dead. After surviving the horrors that awaited them there, a ritual was performed, in which Cronus used massive amounts of DT to revive and generate the bodies of his brothers. As a result, he had begun to suffer DT withdrawal, which caused massive pain and, eventually, his soul to crack. In desperation, he travelled to a branch timeline of the one he was from, in the hopes of finding DT pills. Unfortunately, he was captured by the Gaster of that timeline, and learned the missing pieces of his creation: Cronus’ SOUL was made originally of void energy, and part of his genome was that of the Dreemurr family, meaning that he is part Boss Monster. Not only that, but his creation was set in motion from a deal made between the Gaster’s of that universe, and an Error Sans, the same one who had attempted to kill him centuries ago. After learning all of this, he was subjected to a horrible, excruciating experimental procedure, which raised his DT levels far beyond what they previously had been. Surviving the experiment through sheer willpower, Cronus was able to escape his restraints and, learning that new abilities had been awakened, killed Gaster by burning him alive. He then proceeded to destroy the Core of that timeline, in the hopes of sparing the monster population of a much worse fate, that of being killed by Error.

Appearance : Cronus, in his true form, is a tall skeleton , roughly 6 feet in height, with a face similar to Sans in appearance. His eyes are different colors when they glow, with his right purple, and his left green. He normally wears a black hoodie with an image of a Gaster blaster on it, along with black gloves, dark blue jeans, and metal tipped shoes, normally either boots or sneakers. Like all of those who were exposed to the Determination pill, his body is covered with marks, namely around his eyes, which are purple/green in color, and resemble Nordic runes in appearance. His SOUL is a mix of Purple and Green, and is laced with scars, mostly due to Errors magic threads almost shattering it. In his “grey face” form, he is able to take the appearance of one, with a few distinctions, namely his eye color and the appearance of his mouth (it’s similar to Sans’ in design).

Update: As of the experimental procedure he underwent, the appearance of both his markings, and his soul, have changed dramatically. No longer does he bear the markings of runes on his face. Instead, solid lines run across not only his face, but his entire body. On his face, two vertical lines cross over his eyes, and then meet below his chin and at the base of his skull. The lines then proceed to cover the rest of his body, criss crossing at random intervals. Furthermore, the markings are no longer purple and green, instead now all of them are a glowing, almost blood colored red. His SOUL no longer bears the scars from Error. Instead, a single X spans the entire SOUL, which exists on both sides. The X itself is the same color as the markings, but much lighter in color and pulsates very brightly. The green and purple of his SOUL still exist, with the green existing in the bottom and top parts of the SOUL, while the purple is located at the left and right sides.

Abilities:

Bone magic: like any skeleton, he his able to summon bones to be used in combat.

Update: Since the experiment, the bones he summons are now onyx, with red lines criss crossing them. The strength of the attacks from these bones have been increased dramatically, with them being able to pierce heavily reinforced objects, and dealing damage close to 100 hp.

Healing: Cronus is able to manipulate his magic to heal others, including the most horrific of injuries.

Soul magic: Similar to Sans, he is able to grip the SOULS of other beings, and command them at will. However, he is also able to rip a soul apart, however, it does not necessarily shatter the soul instantly.

Time Magic: Cronus is able to manipulate the timelines of the multiverse, including taking “short cuts”, universe jumping, and, for a short time, freezing the timeline he is currently in.

Pocket dimension: Cronus has the ability to jump to his pocket dimension , which is where he normally regenerates at. He also uses it to plan his next move, and heal himself, should he require to.

Combat training: Due to Gasters training regime, Cronus is extremely effective in combat. He has been compared to an elite commando when it comes to his hand-to-hand combat, calculating, and tactics.

Grey face form: Cronus is able to manifest his form to that of a grey face. His combat abilities are limited in this form, as he can’t use magic. He normally only uses this form for scouting purposes, or when the situation is uncertain.

Near immortality: Due to his extremely abnormally high DT level, Cronus is able to survive the destruction of either form, and regenerate a new body. However, this takes time, and he is vulnerable to certain abilities, and thus retreats to his pocket dimension.

Knowledge : having traveled the multiverse for centuries, Cronus has a variety of experience with many situations, magics, and people. While normally unwilling to use this knowledge to harm others, he will do so if he has no choice.

Multilingual : Cronus is capable of reading and speaking multiple languages, including wing dings, binary, and several ancient, dead languages.

Micro Black hole: By far his most deadly attack, Cronus is capable of summoning a micro black hole, which completely destroys those used on. He rarely uses this however, due to the destructive nature of it.

Gaster Blaster: Cronus is able to summon his own Gaster Blasters, which he usually uses to great effect.

Update: As of the experiment, his Gaster Blasters are now onyx in color. The eyes of the Blasters are the same color as the markings on Cronus, and the beam emitted is now red in color as well. Furthermore, the blast radius and strength of the Blaster has been increased dramatically, with one blast being able to destroy objects as large as skyscrapers with ease.

Aura Sense: Cronus is able to sense the aura projected by the SOULS of creatures, and gives an indication of their personality, and in some cases, those who they frequent with.

Void Immunity: Cronus, through the experimentation of Gaster, is immune to the effects and destructiveness of the void. However, he only has a limited resistance to void-based attacks.

Determination Resistance - Through experimentation from Gaster, Cronus has a very high threshold for Determination, allowing him to have extremely high DT levels that most monsters couldn’t handle. As of now, his DT is well above that of a Frisk from the Alpha Timeline, roughly 2.5 times more.

UPDATE: As of the experiment, Cronus has had several new abilities awakened, including:

Angelic Swords: Cronus has gained the ability to summon swords that are similar in appearance to those used by his associate, Darkwing. He can either summon a barrage of these and launch them, similar to his bones, or he can wield them in his hands. They are extremely sharp and durable, being able to slice almost any known material.

Fire Magic: Cronus has gained the ability of pyrokinesis, similar to what is used by the Dreemurr family. He is currently able to summon fireballs, which he launches from his hands, or project flames from his hands in a fashion similar to a flamethrower.

Hardened Skeleton: As a result of his DT levels interacting with his LV, Cronus’ skeleton has appeared to harden, being more resistant to all types of damage.

WEAKNESSES:

Family: Cronus is hyper-protective of anyone he considers close. If push comes to shove, he has no qualms with killing, or, if need be, “Biting the dust” to protect them.

PTSD: While normally under control, pushed too far, either with the topic of Error, or with seeing experimentation done by a Gaster, Cronus will lose it. Depending on the severity of the episode, he may either break down, or go into a berserker rage.

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Determination Crisis (Part 4)

((No time skip since last time, it picks up right where part 3 ended))

Cronus, magic and Determination surging through his body, felt something completely new. Focusing his magic in his right hand, he summoned a sword, not one made of bone, but one made of metal and vengeance He then began to move through the smoke, towards where Gaster was located. He summoned two bones beneath Gaster’s legs, pinning him to the spot, and, once he was in front of him, stabbed him in the shoulder that still had an arm attached.

Gaster howled in agony as the bones erupted through his legs, and further still as the sword went through his shoulder effortlessly. He then looked up at Cronus, pain and fear in his eyes “H-how did you do it? The generators should have kept you under control…”

Cronus looked down at Gaster, fury and retribution in his eyes “You overestimated your own machinery, Gaster. You should have been more careful, more cautious. But now, you will share the fate of your counterpart: DEATH!” As he said this, he forced two bones through Gaster’s torso, further pinning him to the spot. He then summoned fire into his left hand for the first time, and launched it into Gaster’s upper body, lighting him on fire. Cronus walked out of the room as Gaster screamed in agony, taking no pleasure in killing someone like him, so cold and broken. As he left the room, he paused for a moment, and sensed the aura left by Error. It was definitely the same from their first meeting, but something was off. It wasn’t the same as the one he had sensed on Freckles, as if it was more…. Evil, more tainted. Realization dawned on Cronus, and he slapped himself in the face. Of course, why didn’t he realize it before? There was more than one Error Sans in the multiverse! He would have to apologize to Freckles when they next met, for his stupidity had caused the rift to begin with. But first….

Cronus turned left, and began walking towards the sound of machinery, knowing exactly what it was. It seemed that Gaster had moved him out of the testing area he had been in, and instead, moved him to a room closer to the Core. If what Gaster said was true, then the underground, in this timeline, was doomed. Error would come back and, with his only asset dead, destroy everything. If that was the fate of this timeline, destruction, then it may as well be quick, and done by someone who would ensure this. An explosion from the Core should do the trick, and destroy everything under Mt. Ebbot.

As he neared the Core, he summoned two of his new swords, swinging them around and testing their weight. He then sliced at the wall, which, to Cronus’ knowledge, was made out of a hardened titanium alloy. He was able to slice right through the wall with ease, with little to no resistance interfering with the blade strike. By this point, he was right outside the Core. He entered the room and, once he was right in front of the Core, threw the two swords into the Core’s stabilizer, which caused several small explosions.

“Right, time to get out of here. Lets hope my portal still works…” Cronus said, opening a portal unsteadily. While he had been able to almost effortlessly kill Gaster, he was still shaky, and was still recovering from the procedure he had just underwent. This showed in the portal, which was barely staying open, and required almost all of Cronus’ concentration to keep open. So much so, in fact, that he didn’t realize the Core was already going into meltdown, or that it was beginning to explode.

The explosion’s shockwave forced Cronus into the portal, along with a decent portion of the explosion, before the portal closed. As Cronus was being propelled through the multiverse, he desperately tried to calculate an exit point of where he could go. But where? Thinking quickly, he opened a portal within a timeline he knew very well, that he had visited very often. The timeline of his family, who would hopefully be around. However, he did not account for the portal to open about 1,000 feet in the air above their house, nor did he think about the fact that he was moving at a high velocity, with magic and fire surrounding him….

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Determination Crisis (Part 3)

((Four hours later, in a different part of the True Lab.))

Cronus woke up, chest and head pounding. What the hell had happened? The last thing he remembered was reading the file, and then……

Cronus then remembered everything, and tried to sit up in shock. However, when he tried, he found that he had been restrained, with straps across his arms, legs, and torso keeping him down. Cronus looked around, and noticed that he seemed to be hooked up to several machines. These machines different statistics displayed on them, most displaying attributes on them. One monitor, in particular, was of interest to Cronus. On it, his LV was displayed, which showed the normal “Error! Value not Rational”, and below that, his DT level. From what Cronus could tell, it was comparing his level to that of… a Frisk? How was that even possible? This timeline shouldn’t even have a Frisk in it yet! Then how…

Just then, the door swung open, with two people entering. One was Gaster, who had a smug look on his face. The other had a black hood covering their face, but that didn’t hide what made Cronus’ bones twitch. The others entire body was glitching, with the phrase “Error” appearing occasionally on the glitched areas.

“YOU. What are you doing here? Why aren’t you killing anything? What the hell is going on?!” Cronus screamed, trying to struggle out of his restraints. Unfortunately for him, he was unable to escape the restraints, and it appeared as if they were also dampening his magic.

Error gave a high pitched laugh, his hood falling off of his head. He then gave Cronus a malevolent grin, and said “Ļóng͏ tim͞e ̶n͢o͢ s͠ee̴,̶ ҉R̵ǫm̛a͞n. ̢O̵r̴ ̨sh͢ouĺd I ̕s͝a̛y͜,́ C̷ro͜nu͞s̸?́ ̀D҉o̧n͝'t lo͡ok ̶su̷rpr̀ise͞d,̧ ͘I'҉v́e be҉en watch̛i͜n͏g̕ you҉ ̀f̢o̵r̡ a ͟l҉ong ti̶m͘e͢ n͘o҉w͝. Reg̸ard̀l͠éss, my͟ jo̡b ̕h̡eŕe i͟s҉ ͢do̶ne.͢ If̷ ̸y̛ou'̢ll ͜ex̀c͟use ͟m̡e͢, ͞d̡o͠ctor͝,҉ I'͜ll͏ b̷e ͢ba͘ck ́i̢n a ͟week̨.͘ I h̴ope ͢yo҉ur ҉en ̛dev̧o͝ur͞ ̵t͠ur͞n̛s̕ ͟out ̧fruit͜f̨ul͜, ̡for̢ ̀bot͏h ̢o͏f͏ o͞ur ͢sa̸kȩs̸.” He then opened a tear in the air, a white light appearing from it, and stepped through.

As soon as he was gone, Gaster turned his attention to Cronus, and said “Well, it seems the cat is out of the bag now, eh? Didn’t you ever wonder where all of that Determination came from? A deal was made, between me and my counterparts, with Error. He wouldn’t destroy the timeline, and in exchange, we would perform an experiment for him. You, it seems, are the farthest anyone of us has gotten. I mean, just look at these stats!” He waved his hand towards the monitors, and continued “Your LV is so high that it doesn’t even register! How many did you have to kill to even get that?” Gaster swung his head around, giving Cronus a questioning look.

“Too many to count.” Cronus replied bitterly. It was not something he was proud of, and definantly not something he was going to talk about with the likes of Gaster.

“Ah, no matter. What does matter is that your DT level is off. If my counterpart did his job right, you should be at 2.5 times that of the two human children. Why is it barely above theirs?”

“There was an… incident. I had to use it to save some people. I… I did not anticipate the Determination dissipating as a result.”

“Wait, you forcibly made the Determination manifest? Incredible! But stupid, as well. I guess that explains why your SOUL is in such a sorry state.” Gaster nodded towards something above Cronus, which he noticed for the first time.

His SOUL was suspended above him, held in place by what looked like magical generators. Connected to it were several patches, which seemed to be staunching the flow of the DT, along with giving readouts of his attributes. Cronus turned his head towards Gaster, and said “What are you planning to do?”

Gaster gave a dark smile, and said coldly “Why, continue what my other started. You see, you are incomplete. The first phase of the project was to bring your DT to 2.5 times that of the fallen children. After that, you were to have your LV raised to at least 15, so that phase two could begin. But, it seems you are well above that requirement.”

Cronus looked at Gaster with anger, and, in his eyes, fear, and said “What the hell is phase 2?! I thought I could only handle 2.5 times. Isn’t that the threshold level for Humans?”

Gaster laughed, and said “Well well, isn’t someone educated! Yes, normally that is the threshold level for Humans, and well above what any Monster should be able to handle. However, you are a… special case. You read it yourself, didn’t you? Your part Boss Monster, and we both know what that means.”

Cronus looked changed to that of realization “If that is the case, then that means I am naturally part Human. And, since my genome was further augmented, I am a near perfect Human/Monster hybrid. And since I’m so close to that, I am able to access both the Monster and Human traits that come with LV, meaning….”

“Meaning that you can handle a DT Level much higher than the threshold for Humans! Now that you can access those traits, phase 2 is about to begin!” As he said this, Gaster grabbed a nearby syringe, which was connected to a large container via clear tubing. Gaster then turned around, and continued “Now, to answer your question: Phase 2 involves injecting DT directly into your SOUL, which will directly interact with the entirety of your being. You have gone through something like this before, but the amount of DT used in that process was miniscule, compared to this. Everything is ready, your body and SOUL are prepped, and time is of the essence.” Gaster then moved the needle towards Cronus’ soul, which already had an incision point marked out.

Cronus began to struggle wildly, trying anything to break free of his restraints. “Gaster, please, don’t do this! Anything but this, please! I’ll go do your bidding, I’ll kill Error, I’ll do anything! Please, just not this, not agai-” But it was to no avail, as Gaster had plunged the needle into the SOUL, causing Cronus to give out a yelp of pain. Gaster then turned on a pump, which began to force a red, almost glowing liquid through the tubing. This caused Cronus to panic even more, a look of fear and horror on his face “Gaster, please, for the love of existence, don’t do this! Don’t do this, not again!”

But it was no use, Gaster was ignoring Cronus’ pleas for mercy. Instead, he watched in anticipation as the liquid began to enter into the SOUL. As it did, Cronus began to shout and yell in pain, his entire body wracked in agony. As the process continued, Cronus’ SOUL healed the cracks formed from the DT withdrawal, but then began to flash colors. As the SOUL began to pulsate and flash with colors, ranging from across the entire spectrum, Cronus’ yelling became ever louder. Cracks formed and closed along his body, the symbols on his face began to change, and new ones began to appear, smoke and steam rising from these new marks. They glowed a bright orange, as if they were placed there by via blowtorch, and emitted high levels of heat. As this continued, Cronus could be heard screaming, repeating “Please stop” over and over, growing louder and ever more desperate as time went on.

Gaster then looked over at the monitors, to see what the current readout was for Cronus’ DT. It was increasing rapidly, going from 3x, to 4x, and so forth, rising faster and faster as the procedure went on. At about the 15 minute mark, Cronus’ voice had went hoarse, and instead, he let out a barely audible scream. The marks had expanded over the majority of his body, and, instead of green and purple runes, they were lines, which seemed to stretch across each bone. Around his face, two lines stretched from the base of the skull and arched over the top, and then passing over each of the eye sockets and face, and ending below the chin. Something else was occurring as well. The SOUL, which had been originally purple and green, with the exception of the scars, began to change its pattern. The scars were healed, and, in their place, two lines divided the soul into four sections, forming an X pattern. In the regions where the X did not touch, the green and purple coloration could be found, with each color forming diagonal from each other. The top and bottom regions of the X were Green, and the left and right were Purple.

All of this put a massive strain on Cronus, both physically and mentally. His body continuously cracked and healed during this, with small, onyx colored marks being left in places that had cracked multiple times. As the procedure reached its 30 minute mark, Cronus began to regain some of his mind, becoming used to the agonizing pain he was feeling.

Is this it? Is this how I am to die? As a lab rat, forced to suffer with no repose? Images of his life began to flash before his eyes, images of his brothers, both new and old, of them smiling, enjoying life. At peace. Waiting for him. No, this is not the end. I won’t die now, not when there are people depending on me. I refuse. I REFUSE!

Suddenly, about 35 minutes into the procedure, the generators began to destabilize. Gaster attempted to correct the error, but instead, the machines began to emit smoke. Gaster then looked back at the monitor, his eyes widening at the DT level “No, that’s not possible. That can’t be right! There is no way that it should be above 50 times.” He then looked over at Cronus, anger in his eyes. “What are you doing? How are you forcing it into your SOUL? It should have stopped once it reached 35 times! Stop this at once!” Gaster moved towards Cronus, preparing to remove the syringe. However, a light began to emit from the SOUL, and a large explosion of magic radiated out from the SOUL, flinging Gaster across the room, and filling it with smoke.

As Gaster attempted to stand up, a single bone, etched with lines and onyx in color, flew into Gaster’s right arm, severing it completely. This caused Gaster to howl out with pain, and forced him back onto the ground, his back against a nearby wall. As the smoke cleared, a silhouette could be seen, along with a glow on the right side of it, where the right hand would be...

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The Determination Crisis (Part 2)

((Two hours after last seen, Cronus is inside the timeline, designated GZT-C-14. He has just found the code to allow for materialization within the timeline, and is preparing his portal.))

Cronus had been able to locate the code, after some time. He materialized a portal within the timelines True Lab, in one of the storage rooms. Hopefully, Cronus thought, the room would be able to mask the flash of the portal. As he stepped out, he closed the portal immediately, as to not push his luck. He looked around, searching to see if any cameras were present in the room, or any witnesses, but found none. Satisfied, he moved towards the door only door of the room, and opened it slowly, peering out the crack of the opening.

The doorway lead to a hallway, which was sparsely lit with dim lights. The sound of machinery could be heard in the distance, along with the faint sound of screaming. Cronus winced at the sound, knowing all too well what this place held within its depths. If he had calculated the materialization of the portal correctly, the lab that he would need to go into was nearby, towards the sound of screaming. Taking a deep breath, Cronus stepped out of the room, crouching as he went. He slowly walked down the hallway, which lead him towards the screaming. When he was about halfway down the hallway, the screaming stopped, instead replaced by the sound of frustrated yelling. No doubt, Cronus thought, from the Gaster of this timeline. However, the yelling was coming from a nearby door, which was getting louder by the second. Quickly, Cronus backtracked, hiding in an alcove several meters back down the hall. Seconds later, Gaster came out, a frustrated look on his face.

“Years of hard work and massive amounts of gold, wasted. How the hell am I going to justify this to the King? Not to mention my associate….” His voice trailed off, and he began to mutter quietly, walking opposite direction of where Cronus was. The door to the room Gaster was in was still open.

Quickly, Cronus silently moved to the door, peering inside to see if this was where he would need to search. To his relief, it appeared to be the main testing chamber, which, if memory served correctly, was attached to a nearby record room. Cronus entered the room, stepping in dust as he went. It appeared that who ever Gaster had been experimenting on had died, and if the yelling could be any indication, it was extremely valuable to Gaster. Cronus shook his head, and continued on. Now was not the time to ponder who had just died. Cronus had to find what he was looking for, and fast, before Gaster returned.

Searching the room, Cronus was able to find several DT pills, which were labeled as containing 5% of a Human’s SOUL. Cronus sighed, as not only were there not enough of the pills, but the dosage was too weak to help. Cronus then looked over at the wall opposite of him, which had the doorway that should lead to the record room. Perhaps Gaster left some more of the pills in there? Or, at the very least, the formula of how to make them. Perhaps if he acquired it, he could bargain with Darkwing to make a pill strong enough to raise his DT back to normal levels.

Cronus moved to the door, and quickly turned the handle, slipping into the room quietly. For being an apparent record room, it was relatively sparse, only containing a few tables and one filing cabinet. Cronus went over to the filing cabinet, and, opening the top drawer, began to comb through the records. As he searched, something of interest caught his eye. A file, labeled “Subject WDG-04” was in Cronus’ hands. This had been the technical term Gaster used to describe Cronus, and, as this timeline was only had a minor deviation from the one Cronus was from originally, meant that this file should be accurate to him.

Searching through the file, which had several pages, Cronus saw a heading labeled “Biological Composition”. Looking at the section, Cronus was shocked to learn several things. As he already knew, he had the Skeleton Monster as his base, but learned that he was an even mix of Gaster, Sans, and Papyrus. Not only that, but it appeared that void energy was used to frame the original shell of his soul, so that, if he was reading this correctly, void energies would not affect him. Reading further, Cronus’ eyes widened, and he dropped the file. The other biological component used, as it turned out, was from the Dreamuur Family, which composed about 20% of his genetic and SOUL makeup.

This explained everything! Why he was able to survive such high levels of DT, why he didn’t reject the human DNA infused into his body. He was part Boss Monster!

However, Cronus wasn’t able to think on this for too long. Suddenly, several bones appeared through his chest, pinning him to a nearby wall, Cronus grunted in pain, trying to unpin himself, but was unable to. While he was struggling, he had not noticed the loud footsteps approaching, nor the swishing sound. Something heavy contacted the back of Cronus’ head, and, as everything started to go black, he heard someone say “Well, it looks like I found a replacement test subject. It looks like I can continue with the next step…”

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The Determination Crisis (Part 1)

((This takes place 2 and a half months ( 75 days ) after the events that took place in the “Underworld” arc. As a point of plot, due to the indefinite postponement of the arc, Cronus had used a significant portion of his DT (Determination) to help regenerate the bodies of CP, Cool Paps (Green), and Red (All muses of Underbrothertale) around the souls recovered from Xibalba (or the Underworld). However, unknown to everyone else, the DT wasn’t returned to Cronus after the revival was kick started, and the side effects from this had been increasingly getting worse, with severe pain wracking his body in intervals.))

Cronus woke with a start, pain shooting through his body. He sat up, gasping, as his entire body convulsed in waves of agony, each wave of pain worse than the last. After about five minutes, the waves of pain began to die down, and eventually stopped all together. Cronus sighed, and, very slowly, swung his legs around to the floor.

This had been going on for quite some time, Cronus thought. Ever since the raid on Xibalba, and the ritual to revive his brothers, things had been… wrong with Cronus. He had determined that, when he channeled his DT into the souls of his brothers, so that the dust around them would form bodies, that the DT did not return to him. Instead, it had been used up, either being absorbed into the newly formed bodies of his brothers, or faded into the air around them. The pain he had experienced was a result of, from what Cronus could gather, a form of ‘withdrawal’. His DT levels had dropped so low that, from what he could gather, they were almost on par with what a Frisk would have. Normally, a monster wouldn’t be able to handle that, but, due to a certain…. Experiment done by his creator, he was able to handle it. Not only that, but his body, and SOUL, had grown used to the high levels he had had for centuries, levels that were normally two and a half times more higher than that of a Frisk. Now, though, for the first time in almost 600 years, he had lost almost all of it.

By this point, Cronus had made it to the bathroom, and looked into the mirror. He noticed the crack under his left eye, which had appeared shortly after the ritual, had grown slightly from the most recent waves of pain. The waves of pain seem to be occurring at stable intervals, normally every 4 - 6 hours. However, things had been getting…. Worse. Lately, Cronus thought, the pain had been increasing, with the waves lasting longer and longer as well.

Something was happening. And this something was about to get worse.

Cronus began to cough violently, his entire body shaking with each cough. He moved to cover his mouth with his hand and, after the coughing subsided, was shocked at what he saw. A glowing, red substance had come out of his mouth, which began to evaporate into the air. Panicked,  Cronus pulled out his SOUL, horror creeping onto his face. Cracks had formed, small in size, but deep, and, from them, the liquid was slowly oozing from it. Cronus then realized what the substance was, further to his horror. It was DT. His SOUL had cracked, and from it, DT was slowly coming out.

Cronus had no choice now, and he knew it. He had to find a way to raise his DT levels back up, either to what they had been, or above. And fast, he thought, before this got any worse. But one problem was present: Where the hell was he going to get DT from? It’s not like he could just go up to a living thing and take it from them! He had to find a way to….

And then it dawned on him. The DT Pill! The very same pill that had first been used to raise his DT levels to begin with, of course! Cronus, as fast as he could, returned to his bedroom, and began to change into this travelling clothes. Now that he knew his course of action, he just had to find a timeline to visit, and get the pill. Of course, it wouldn’t be that simple, but at least it was something, he thought.

As soon as he was changed, Cronus opened a portal to the multiverse, and stepped into it. From there, he let his mind wander, searching for a timeline that would contain a DT Pill. Normally, when he did this, searching for timelines, he would try his best to avoid timelines that at all involved the pill. But, to his luck, he found a timeline relatively quick. It was a GZ!Tale timeline, all right. He could feel the magical energies from it swirling around him. And this one, he thought, was special. It was a branch from his own timeline! He was able to sense the energies of his counterpart, and determined that this timeline had not yet lost its Gaster.

Excellent! Cronus thought, the pills should still be around! And not only that, but something else was still present. When the Gaster of his timeline fell into the Core, most of the information involving the research and creation of himself had disappeared, as if anything pertaining to Gaster had vanished with him. But, with any luck, Cronus was about to also stumble upon the very secrets of his creation!

Cronus snapped out of this train of thought. He had to focus, and get the DT Pill first. If he had any time afterward, he would go and search for the information. With a course of action in mind, Cronus began the process of accessing the timeline, which required him to find the correct code that would allow for his portal to materialize. He began his search, hope of a cure within his reach, at long last….

((End of Part 1))

[wanderer1788]

Status Update + New Arc!

Hello, mun here! Hope everyone is having a good day! So, as I promised, I am going to be posting backstory for Cronus today. Well, not all of it. I am going to be writing an arc that takes place two and a half months after the events of the “Underworld” arc. The first part of this will be posted tonight, and will be in several installments! Not sure what the final size will be yet, but I know its going to be at least four seperate posts. I’ll still continue RPs during this, but nothing will take place after this arc until the final part is released. If anyone has questions about the background of Cronus, or about events that take place within this arc, feel free to send me a message! Thanks for reading!

[wanderer1788]

A Deal with Death

((Note: I do not own, or claim to own, either Reapertale or GZtale. Those belong to the amazing and talented renrink and Bladedee, respectively))

*One month before the Xibalba event began*

Cronus bowed to the Reaper gratefully, and waved as he left through his portal. As long as everything goes to plan, with both Darkwing and the Occulous, this plan should work, Cronus thought. He had been able to strike a bargain with a Reaper!Sans, and had secured a vital piece of his plan. Cronus huffed, and started to reflect on what had happened today, what he had done….

Cronus had specifically been searching for a Reapertale timeline. For one, in particular, where the Goddess of Life was still alive, before Chara got to her. Cronus had appeared in front of the Reaper, who took a hostile stance almost instantly.

Cronus raised his right hand, and said “Look, friend, I’m not here to fight with you. I have no intention to fight a Reaper. Though, I didn’t come here for nothing.” Cronus’ expression became serious, almost grim in appearance “Right now, your mistake is closing in on the Goddess of Life. We both know which mistake I’m talking about. If you want to save her, come with me, now.” Cronus then opened a portal, and looked back at the Reaper.

He had looked conflicted, several emotions playing on his ghastly visage “How do I know you're telling the truth? For all I know, you’re leading me to an ambush.” Yet, he still seemed uncertain, and was shifting on the heels of his feet.

Cronus sighed, annoyed. “If I was going to ambush you, I wouldn’t have revealed myself like this. There isn’t much time left to save her. We have to go, now!”

Cronus then turned to the portal, giving a look behind his back, and saw the Reaper was following him. He then stepped into the portal, summoning two bone swords as he stepped through it. Both Cronus and the Reaper entered an eight foot free fall into the Goddess of Life’s sanctuary, Cronus landing in between the Goddess and Chara. Cronus then intercepted the attack by Chara with one of his swords, and, giving Chara a smile filled with malice, chuckled,

“Heh heh, you were close. So very close to plunging this world to chaos, disorder, death. But not close enough.”

With that, Cronus disarmed the dead child of his weapon, and stabbed both of his swords into his chest, raising him high above his head. He heard the cry the child gave, saw the blood coming out of his wounds, the blackness of it. He even heard the child cry out to its creator, the very thing it was about to kill. All of this, Cronus heard and saw, but did not care, his only response he gave was to the Reaper.

“Quickly, I can’t hold him for much longer! The corruption from its blood is corroding my blades. Hurry, Reaper, and end it!”

The goddess gave a cry at that, but not the Reaper, who jumped into the air, yelling in rage “You DARE to try and kill a god?! Not only that, but the one who made you, who created you?!? Who suffered so much when you died?? That is unforgivable enough, even for what has happened to you. I’m sorry, for how I treated you, for not finishing the job the first time. I’ll make this quick!” With that, the Reaper gave a mighty slice, bisecting the dead child. It let out an unholy scream, but quickly began to fade, a feeling of peace and serenity surrounding it in the form of a light, as its corporal body disappeared

The Reaper then turned to the Goddess of Life, and fell to his knees “I’m sorry. I lied to you, by telling you Chara went peacefully. Chara escaped me, running into the River Styx. I wasn’t able to find the child, and left it for dead. I am so very, very sorry….” A tear fell down from his visage, something that surprised both the Goddess and Cronus. “I- I love you, Torial. I didn’t want you to think less of me, for failing to ensure Chara went to death peacefully…”

The Goddess then knelt next to the Reaper, and, lifting his sad, tear-filled face, kissed him, sending sparks from the contact. “Sans, I-I love you, too. I would never have stopped, even if you told me the truth. At least, Chara is now resting in peace.” The two immortal beings embraced, both crying and laughing.

Cronus then opened a portal, and said, “Reaper, when you have a moment, I’ll be waiting for you in the place we first met.” With that, Cronus stepped into the portal, and appeared where he first met the Reaper. He then, for the first time, noticed where that was, an open field in full bloom. Cronus chuckled, thinking at the irony of it, and sat down, crossing his legs. He began to meditate, as a way of passing the time as he waited for the Reaper.

Several hours later, the Reaper appeared, a look of gratitude on his face. “Thank you, friend. If it wasn’t for you, this world would have been thrown into chaos, and the love of my life would be dead. How can I ever repay you?”

Cronus rose, and replied “I am happy that I was able to assist, even in this small way. As for the reward you mentioned, I have a boon to ask of you.” Cronus paused, an expressionless look on his face. “Starting tomorrow, I need you to collect all the souls of the sentient dead, both human and monster, and place them in a realm besides death, where they won’t shatter. I do plan on returning them to the afterlife, but need them to bargain with the lords of the Underworld. Can you do this for me?”

The Reaper, in a moment of shock, said nothing. Then, slowly, he replied. “Friend, for what you have done, I am willing to do this for you. However, I don’t even know your name. How am I supposed to know when you come for them?”

Cronus, upon hearing this, replied “Have the realm only be accessed by you and me only. And as for my name, I am Cronus, the Wanderer of the Multiverse, a Lord of Time and Determination.”

The rest, Cronus thought, was already said. He hoped that, by doing this, he was able to bargain with any immortal being he came across, as he knew he was playing a dangerous game. Cronus then sighed, shaking his head. Hopefully, his brothers didn’t press him too much as to how he freed them, as what had asked of the Reaper was damnation for his charges, whether they are young or old, innocent or malevolent, meek or strong. This didn’t matter to Cronus. The only thing that did was freeing his family, helping them. How he did it, Cronus thought, did not matter. The means, in this case, justified the ends...