So! I've been on a writing spree and I honestly forgot that the first two chapters were uploaded already

Oops

So I completely edited and added a few small details and grammar fixes, so I hope you enjoy~


Really thinking about it, I don't deserve to be here. I really, honesty don't. I could chalk it up as me being a dumb kid, maybe even naive, but I sort of knew what I was doing. Even as... him, I knew. I made my plans, even back then. With Chara. It wasn't the best plan in all honesty, but me being a kid, it seemed okay. Almost at least. Getting six souls was already bad enough. But in the end, we both failed. That's probably the worst part.

Actually, no, I take that back. That could have been the least bit forgivable. Sure, dying in the process and leaving my mom and dad behind, and having them wonder why Chara and I did that, is pretty bad, but what I did later was really really bad. Letting him take over, and making me believe that it was actually okay. I know it wasn't technically me, so it's not my fault, but I still feel responsible. Especially what I did to Frisk. I could have, no, I really left him injured. I almost obliterated him. But even when I wasn't in control, I knew something. I was able to feel it. It seemed like certain parts of my life were missing in that moment. As soon as it seemed like I was close to winning, he always came back looking completely okay, and the past few moments were a bit fuzzy. I didn't know why, but I knew the reason why after a few times that happened: it was because of his Determination. In the back of my mind, using Flowey's knowledge, I knew how it was happening. I don't know how to explain it well enough like he could, but he was time traveling in a way. Whenever I did end up close to winning, he'd just go back to the moment right before we fought. So I became a little relieved: I couldn't really kill him. But in the state I was in, I didn't care. I just wanted him gone. But of course, something had to happen in the middle of our fight. He... he gave me my compassion back, even if it was for a moment. I forgot how good it felt, to feel again, to love again. The way I was, I tried rejecting it, and I put all my energy into one last ditch effort to get rid of Frisk. But, I couldn't bring myself to go full force. I held back a bit, in hopes that his Determination would keep him going to the very end. And it did.

I couldn't keep my powerful form going any longer after that. And afterwards, I was me again. I was still able to feel, but that was only because I still had the souls in my body. I knew I had to give it up. I knew I had to go back to becoming... him. I couldn't face that reality. So I broke down, crying. But Frisk was right there, and he was comforting me, like all I did right then and there didn't even happen. It was like he knew that I didn't mean that. And I refuse to believe it's because of a timeline shift. It felt good, being cared about. It's been so long since I felt that, with Chara. Sure, Chara was a bit on the morbid side, always pulling pranks and being weird, but I knew that he cared about me. But, it was like Frisk cared even more. And the look on his face, he looked genuinely happy that I was okay.

After a short exchange, I broke the barrier with what little power I had left. The monsters in the Underground were finally free. I had accomplished what Chara and I had planned so long ago. But I knew what would happen next. I even felt it, my mind slipping away. But, oddly enough, I felt happy. After all that I did, I was able to do something right. In one last chance effort to feel emotion, I put the biggest smile I could on my face. But I could see it on Frisk's face, that he saw I was hurting in the inside. He came up and hugged me. I could never forget the last words I told him: I don't want to let go. But I knew it would be okay. I'd be turning back to Flowey, but maybe Frisk would know that. I'd knew he would.

The next thing I knew, I woke up next to a patch of golden flowers. I looked around, wondering why. By this time, I should have been Flowey already. I had pinched my arm, and I was definitely still me. Some of the soul energy must have been still lingering in my body I had thought. But I didn't feel light headed anymore, which was extremely weird. So I thought that I'd might as well kill some time.

I stood up and looked around, and I immediately recognized the place. It was the Ruins, right above hole on Mount Ebott. The place where I first found Chara. It was nostalgic in a way. It was so long ago when I found him. I really did miss him still. Even though I was in my powered up state, I still felt alone. The only contact I had was from Flowey talking to some of the townspeople, like Papyrus, even if it was from malicious intent.

I walked a bit, and I found a watering pail. It was really odd, since I remembered that no one really lived in the Ruins. I glanced at the pail, and something caught my eye. I rotated it and I became speechless. The design was the same design as my mom's and dad's robes. This was Toriel's pail. What was it doing down here, I though. She must have forgotten it down here or something. I picked it up and filled it up with water that was coming from one of the cracks in the wall. I went back to the small pile of waters, and noticed that the flowers were relatively new. I poured the water along the flowers, and since it was a small pile, they didn't need a lot.

Just then, I heard someone walking around behind me. I quickly turned around to find that it was Frisk. I breathed a sigh of relief. "Oh, it's you Frisk. You kinda scared me." Frisk shrugged and had a sheepish look on his face. "It's fine. Anyway, don't worry about me. Someone has to take care of these flowers."

Frisk looked over to the small pile and raised an eyebrow.

I sighed. "Frisk, please leave me alone."

He pointed to the exit of the Ruins.

"I can't come back with you. I just can't okay?" I told him. I looked back at the flowers. "I don't want to break their hearts all over again. It's... better if they never see me." I said sadly.

I assumed he already left, but when I had turned around, he was still there, with a slight look of impatience in his eyes. "...Why are you still here? Are you trying to keep me company?" I asked, curious. "Frisk... Hey, let me ask you a question." I took a deep breath. "Frisk... Why did you come here?"

Frisk kept pointing to the exit, looking annoyed now.

I sighed again. "That's not what I meant to ask. I meant... Everyone knows the legend right...? 'Travelers who climb Mount Ebott are said to disappear.'..." I looked him in the eyes. "Frisk, why would you ever climb a mountain like that? Was it foolishness? Was it fate?"

Frisk just shrugged.

"Or was it... Because you...?" I had an idea of why, but I wasn't exactly sure. "Well, only you know the answer, don't you...?"

Frisk nodded, and he came up to me and patted my back.

"Thanks Frisk." I told him. I looked at the flowers. "I know why Chara climbed this mountain. It wasn't for a very happy reason. Frisk, I'll be honest with you. Chara hated humanity. Why he did, he never talked about it. But they felt very strongly about that." I sat down and held one of the flowers. "Frisk... You really are different from Chara. In fact, though you have similar, uh, fashion choices..." I noted, while he giggled, "I don't know why I ever acted like you were the same person. Maybe... the truth is... Chara wasn't really the greatest person. While, Frisk... You're the type of friend I wish I always had. So maybe-"

I was cut off to find Frisk's finger on my mouth. "Shh." He said softly. "I-It's okay, you don't have to talk about your friend like that."

"Frisk!" I exclaimed. "You can talk?!"

He simply nodded.

"Why weren't you talking earlier?" I asked him. "You could have made things simpler if you did."

He shrugged. "There wasn't a need to. You knew what I was trying to say."

I rolled my eyes. "Yeah, great excuse. Okay fine, I knew what you meant, but that doesn't mean you didn't need to talk." I explained. "And I'm getting off topic! Point is, I did some weird stuff as a flower okay?"

"Which wasn't your fault."

I sighed. At this point, learning that he was able to talk, I didn't even want to argue with him. "Anyway, there's one last thing I fell like I should tell you. Frisk, when Chara and I combined our souls together... The control over our body was actually split between us. He was the one that picked up his own empty body. And then, when we got to the village... He was the one that wanted to use our full power. I was the one that resisted. And then, because of me, we... well, that's why I ended up a flower."

"It's okay Asriel." He told me. "You tried the best you could. I would have done the same thing."

I shook my head. "No, it's not okay Frisk. This whole time, I've blamed myself for that decision. That's why I adopted that horrible view of the world. 'Kill or be killed.'"

Frisk looked confused. "But that was Flowey, not really you. It isn't really your fault."

"That's the point I was trying to get to." I told him. "After meeting you, I don't regret that decision anymore. I did the right thing. If I killed those humans... We would have had to wage war against all of humanity. And in the end, everyone went free, right?" Frisk nodded. "I... still feel kind of sad knowing how long it took though, so maybe it wasn't a perfect decision. But you can't regret hard choices your whole life right? Well..." I laid on my back, the horrible reality coming back to me, "Not that I have much of a life left. But that's becides the point." I sighed, knowing that my time was running out. "Frisk, thank you for listening to me. You should really go be with your friends now, okay? Oh, and in the future, if you, uh, see me... Don't think of it as me, okay? I just want you to remember me like this. Someone that was your friend for a little while."

Frisk stood up. "Why are you saying it like this is your last goodbye?"

I was a bit confused. Did he not understand what I was trying to say? "Because it is Frisk. I can't go anywhere after this. I have no way of staying like this, and I'll hurt your friends. My parents... So this is really it." I closed my eyes and sighed. "See you Frisk..."

There was silence got a while until I heard him talk again. "I'm not going anywhere Asriel."

I stood up and faced him. "Frisk, don't you have anything better to do?"

He shook his head. "I came all the way from the Capitol, walking if you're wondering, over here. If you think I'm gonna be leaving here without you, you're crazy." He told me. "So you're coming with me Asriel."

Something in me just snapped. "I can't okay?! I just can't Frisk! I don't have the souls in me anymore!" I yelled at him. It wasn't like I was mad at him, it's just that I wanted him to understand. "It's only a matter of time before I turn back into Flowey. I can feel their energy leaving me. I didn't want to tell you that, because I didn't want you to worry!"

Frisk looked... I didn't know how to describe it. All I can say was that he looked like he was trying to think of something. After a bit, he just sat down on the floor. He patted on the floor in front of him. "Come on Asriel, sit right here." I did as he wanted me too. "So, your point is that you can't have this body soon anymore, right?"

I nodded sadly. "That's right Frisk."

"Okay, I've got an idea. Now, it's a very stupid idea, a very very stupid idea, but I don't want you to stop me okay? Promise me."

I tilted my head to the side, confused as to what he was talking about. "Um, okay? I promise I guess. But I don't know what you're going on about Frisk."

Frisk smiled. "It's okay. Just leave this to me okay?"

He brought his hands out and cupped then together, and closed his eyes. Just then, his chest began to glow. After a

few seconds I saw a floating red heart. It wasn't in the shape of a real heart, but the kind that you'd draw. I knew exactly what it was.

"Frisk, that's your soul." I told him. "What are you doing with it?"

He simply just smiled. "Don't worry okay? I've got this under control." He let his soul float down to his lap and grabbed it gently. "Oh, so that's what my soul feels like. Kind of stings if I'm being honest."

"Listen Frisk," I began to say, "I don't know what you're trying to do but-"

I was abruptly interrupted by the sound of Frisk grunting. I found him clenching both ends of his soul with his hands, trying to pull it apart. "Frisk!? What are you doing?!" I yelled.

Frisk shook his head. "Nhhg... D-Don't worry Asriel..."

I shook my head frantically. "No! Stop doing this to yourself!" I exclaimed. "You don't need to do this!"

"This is my decision!" Frisk yelled, clearly in extreme pain. "I c-came too far to let you go! Ahh!..."

I started to tear up. "B-But, you don't need to resort to this... tearing your soul apart."

At this point, Frisk was screaming. "A-Asriel, I'm okay! I'm- aaAAHH, MAN THIS HURTS! I COULD S-SEE IT IN YOUR FACE, THE HURT! Ngggh.. the s-sadness. I can't see you like t-that anymore."

"Frisk..."

"So let me jUST SAVE YOU!" In an instant, the Ruins were illuminated by an extremely bright white light, and I was blinded. A few seconds later, my sight cane back to me, and I found Frisk, collapsed in the floor. Floating above his hands were the two halves of his soul.

"F-Frisk?"

I heard him grunt. "Ugh... W-Well, that turned out g-good."

"Good?! You tore apart your soul!" I snapped.

Still on the floor, he began to chuckle. "All I know is that... now you'll be okay." He sat up and faced me. "Ugh, my body still hurts, maybe I shouldn't have gotten up so fast.. But, now, you don't have to turn back into Flowey, you can be you again." He grabbed one half of his soul and placed it on his chest. "Good as new. I don't feel any different. And as for you Asriel..." He grabbed my shoulder. He got the other half of his soul and placed it on my chest. At first, my chest was burning. This didn't feel anything like when I absorbed the other souls. Frisk's soul felt even more powerful, more pure. Full of his own Determination. "You're good as new too. You can start fresh, and we can do it together."

I began to tear up again. "Frisk... I don't know how to thank you. I really don't."

Frisk went up to me and hugged me. "You don't have to." He said softly. "As long as you're okay, that's good enough thanks for me." He stood up, still a little shakey, and held out his hand. "Now come on Asriel, the others are waiting. Like, they're literally waiting, I told them I'd be back soon, so let's get going."

I stood up and grabbed his hand. "Alright Frisk. I'm gonna need some help with my parents though." I said as we began walking.

He turned to me and smiled. "Don't worry, I'll help you if you need it."

"Thanks Frisk." I told him.

"It's no problem."

His hand was really warm. At that moment, I knew things were going to be okay.


"T-This isn't okay anymore Frisk." I told him nervously.

Frisk sighed and chuckled a bit. "We were walking all that time, and now you're nervous?"

I looked around frantically. "I didn't know we'd get here so quickly. This place is bringing back too many memories."

"Just a little father, and we'll be with the others." He told me. He rubbed my back. "Just relax Asriel. Remember, I'm here if you need my help."

I slowed my breathing. "Okay, you're right Frisk. I'm sure even will go smoothly." I smiled. "Yeah, everything will be good. I don't even know why I was-" I stopped mid-sentence to find familiar figures in the distance. "No, I'm not ready for this!"

"Asriel, calm down." Frisk said a little louder than I would have liked.

"Asriel?" I heard from a distance. The voice couldn't be mistaken. It was mom. I looked at her walking this way, along with my dad. "Asriel, is that really you, my child?"

"Son? Surely this can't be real." Asgore said.

"Y-Yeah, it's me." I said nervously. "Hi mom, hi dad."