It's been a while since they've been in the original universe, but things have already changed dramatically

The sky was purple and starry, of course, because it was night. The windows were purple instead of the usual yellow, and people and monsters were terrified. But was that what he should be worried about? Chara was just tired of being a puppet.

He sat on a cliff not far from the city. It was peaceful, the grass rustled nearby, the forest stretched out beneath his feet, and the lights of the city burned in the distance, where Gaster and his creatures were wreaking havoc. Chara just wanted to get away from it all for just a second. To take a breath of fresh air and think. He wasn't Gaster's creation, but somehow, miraculously, no matter how hard he tried and rebelled, he still got caught in the web of his manipulations and was once again caught up in his mad game. And, frankly, he was beginning to lose his determination like his brothers had