"Ahem, still a bit too much rambling. I did say I wouldn't ramble so much."
DOM's glowing eyes flickered, like a lighter going out, and took a moment to recover.
"In short, you can leave, I need you to leave, and I'll send you out. It's that simple."
"Hm?"
Murder wasn't particularly surprised. Assuming she really had power beyond that of a god, doing something a little out of bounds was hardly a big deal.
He still remembered occasionally observing Omega Flowey in other timelines while repairing his time machine in the past. Even without the power to become a god, Omega Flowey had been able to alter reality.
Seen that way, DOM being able to send him out didn't seem all that astonishing.
After all, she had just spent an entire chapter explaining the background setting and all that.
"Then can I ask... why you need me to leave?"
"That question..."
Rather than answering directly, DOM pulled a fragment out of her pitch-black face.
Whoosh!
She plunged her other hand into her own soul and pulled another fragment from it.
That made the identity of the fragment she had given him at the start self-evident.
"I need you to take my fragments out of this world. Once you do, I'll be one step closer to getting every Sans out of this world."
"Hmm... of course, I won't let you leave empty-handed, either. The first soul fragment is my gift to you. I happened to seize it when I killed that goat who became a god."
DOM rubbed her chin, her tone sounding a little strange.
"His soul doesn't seem to be completely destructible, so I kept it in my collection... you can try putting it to use. It won't do you any harm."
Pat, pat.
Murder accepted the two