It took you a moment to catch your breath as your hands shook. Your small room offered no solace in what was to come next.
You weren't supposed to be afraid. You told yourself over and over that it was for the best.
because killing everybody is for the best
Yet that small, yellow flower in your hand
made
you
feel
fear.
You knew what one flower could do. It made Asgore sick enough to the point of Toriel crying. And you planned to eat more of it.
Your left hand suddenly clasped around your right, crushing the flower in the sudden movement. A familiar feeling of something reminiscent to fire coursed through your veins. You were determined to let things continue, to let things happen the way they were supposed to be. Disgust at your own fear became apparent.
of course killing everybody is for the best
But then this meant breaking Asriel's trust. This was the only other thing stopping you. How could you – and why should you – break his trust, of all things? It will break his heart.
And his soul.
because the humans will tear him apart as soon as they see him
As well as yours.
you imagined tearing a knife through his face
Bile rose up in your throat, and you clamped your hand over your mouth as you tried taking slow, deep breaths. No one deserved this hate. No one did.
did they?
of course they did.
Your own soul was torn by your resolve, by your determination. Black pressed in the edges of your vision. The fire in your veins was slowly suffocating you, killing you. You closed your eyes as you let it stamp out what remained of your fear, and opened them again.
You looked down at the remains of the yellow flower, its petals strewn about against the palm of your hand. You picked one up and turned it over in your hand, a smile slowly forming as you finally realized the beauty of your plan. You will eat these flowers. Asriel will use you to go out to the surface in an attempt to bring you to the humans.
it will end where everything began
Death will come to the humans and monsters. Death will come to the world. And you of all people were capable of letting it be so.
Even if you yourself cannot escape it.