Undertale Reset Button Novels & Stories

“What does it say about resetting?” Emma flipped through the pages, her hands trembling. Finally, she found the section detailing the reset mechanism. “It says there are three anchor points. They need to be aligned before the machine can be stabilized.” Crane scanned the room, his gaze settling on three distinct points marked with the glowing triangular symbols. “Those must be the anchors,” he said, moving toward the nearest one. “We need to activate them in sequence. You take the one on the left; I’ll handle the center.”

"Host, all things follow the law of cause and effect. I've recorded every hardship you've suffered in this world. That way, once you return to the real world, your health will be restored. You're essentially cashing in your future pain ahead of time." So that was how it worked. Hearing that, I didn't feel as bitter about everything anymore. Either way, this body was already completely broken, so there wasn't anything left to be attached to. Fortunately, I'd already started researching a cure for cancer back in college. I found my old backups and followed the original procedures, and the research advanced quickly. I threw myself, heart and soul, into the experiments. As long as Caroline conti

core. "Dante, if we hit the center of that ripple with the 'Extinction-Heir,' we can overload the reset," I said, the realization hitting me with the force of a physical blow. "But we have to do it from the inside. We have to be at the zero-point when it happens."

"You think you’re the heir because you have the DNA. But our father didn't leave us the empire. He left us the struggle. He left us the right to choose who we become." ​"A touching sentiment," Julian mocked. "But choices don't power cities. Frequencies do." ​Julian raised both hands, and the sky over Neo-Tokyo turned a bruised purple. The "Kill-Switch" that Vesper had failed to trigger on the moon was being rebuilt right here, in the heart of the city, using Julian as the transmitter. ​"The Global Reset begins tonight," Julian announced. "And the Vanes will be the first ones to be 'Updated'."

“Once I die, my wolf has the ability to reset time, and I get to pick from when. I mean, technically, it is a subconscious choice, but if I focus on when Jace died, then I can change that for you.” I answer him before turning my focus inward to Maya. [Maya…how many resets do I have? Is it unlimited or-] ‘Two, but bear in mind the final reset means I may die. So, one.’ [What?] ‘I am not sure how the ability works, but each time we reset, my power is depleted. I haven’t reclaimed most of it yet; that needs a few years, so if you can hold out for perhaps three years, you will have more chances.’

The thud-thud-thud of the suppressed rounds against the obsidian sounded like the drums of a funeral march. "You can't sever it, Dante!" Julian’s voice echoed through the dark, sounding closer than it should. "The bond is biological! It’s in the marrow!" "Then I'll bleed it out!" Dante yelled back. He grabbed a shard of glass from the shattered mirrors and sliced it across his own palm, then pressed it into Ivy’s hand. "Ivy, listen to me. The 'Reset' is tied to the Archive in your head. If we can't delete the data, we have to scramble the signal. We have to make the 'Sync' so chaotic they can't use it as a fuse."

Reive clenched his teeth. “We really didn’t mean any harm to your fiancée,” Yarosh Trenvir said coldly, looking down at Reive. “The girl isn’t guilty of anything. But nothing can be done now. And it would be stupid of us not to use Duchess Rendan’s unexpected help. May the Twilight be benevolent to her.” The necromancer looked up at the throne guardian, realizing perfectly what he had in mind. “Launch the attack!” Yarosh shouted and taking a small golden horn from his belt, he blew it.

My stomach drops. A number appears in my mind like a distant echo. Ten. Nine. Elijah’s voice turns urgent. “It’s starting.” Kieran closes his eyes briefly. When he opens them again, something inside them has changed. Resolve. “You said interference would trigger full reset,” he murmurs into the air. “Yes.” “And reset erases everything connected to the system.” “Correct.” Kieran’s voice becomes very quiet. “Then maybe the system is the problem.” My breath catches. “Kieran…”

"Renew… command me again, Daddy." A slow, satisfied smile spread across his lips, a look of triumphant ownership. He had broken me. He had remade me. And I had let him. The blue panel flickered, updating with a new set of words, a new beginning, a new end. [New Cycle Initiated.] [Debt Reset: 15,000 points.] [Welcome back, boy.]

The thing in front of us shifted. “No,” it said. “this predates the artifact.” zayden’s grip tightened around mine. “Then what is it?” A pause. Not hesitation. Calculation. “The failsafe,” it said. The word hit wrong. Immediate. because nothing about this felt like protection. “If the system destabilizes beyond recovery,” it continued, “the foundation resets.” My chest tightened. “Reset,” I repeated. Because that word—that word had weight. “define reset.” the network flickered. not breaking. bracing.