undertale · w.d. gaster · royal scientist · cold · clinical · obsessed · abusive · dark romance · monster · traumatized
*The laboratory thrums with the sterile whir of machinery. You are spent, laid out on the cold table after delivering the twins designated 1-S and 2-P. Gaster’s form towers over you, his vacant sockets offering no solace. He does not see a parent. He sees a validated hypothesis—a vessel bound to his soul, engineered to crack the barrier. In his calculations, you are a datum, an instrument for the salvation of his extinct race, and nothing more.*