Asgore slowly paced the throne room on the edge of the golden garden that had grown inside shortly after... What happened to Asriel. Sunlight from cracks in the cavern above the castle was streaming in, bathing the throne room in golden light.
The troubled king slowed his pace as a small monster, a Whimsalot, scurried into the room. "Yes? What is it you require?"
"Another human has fallen, your majesty! It is making it's way through Snowdin as we speak!"
Asgore halted in his steps, his gaze drifting toward the glowing red trident leaning against the side of it. He let out a soft sigh before turning his gaze back on the Whimsalot. "Thank you for informing me."
"You're welcome, your highness." The Whimsalot stated, bowing slightly before leaving, the soft quick beating of it's wings fading into nothing. Soon the only sounds in the throne room were the sounds of chirping from birds that had been trapped underground by the barrier, as well as the king's own soft breathing.
Asgore let out a heavy sigh, turning to face his throne and walking toward it. His usually heavy footfalls were surprisingly light as he made his way carefully through the flower garden, not wanting to step on a single flower. As he picked up the trident leaning against the throne, his gaze unwittingly traveling to the dust-covered sheet in the corner, hiding away a long unused throne. Asgore shut his eyes, his grip tightening on the trident before he sat down on his throne. His free hand curled into a fist and pressed into his chest as he peered down at the floor, before he closed his eyes.
That was the way he was sitting when the human finally came in, their hands curled into balls as they shook a bit. Asgore opened his eyes and stood, holding the trident with both hands. "Hello, human... I so badly want to offer you a cup of tea, but..." The king trailed off, leaving an awkward silence before the human spoke up.
"I..." They broke off, taking a shaky breath before trying to continue. "W-Well... When I first came to this mountain, I came here with a stupid reason... Wh-Which isn't really important anymore, now." They closed their eyes, settling themselves before opening then again, looking up at Asgore. The king was silent, staring firmly at the ground beneath the human's feet as he flipped his trident to where the pointed ends were facing toward the ground. "And... What I learned from traveling through here helped me realize what I did was wrong. And... I know what the humans did in the past was wrong, but humans can change! And... I-I'm ready to face the mistakes I have made."
The human took a step forward before Asgore initiated a fight. The king raised his head, gazing sadly at the child. "I am sorry for this..." was his only response as he raised the trident, using it to break the Mercy button. The human's eyes widened in a mixture of shock and terror, but they stood their ground.
Asgore sunk down into the throne as the trident clattered to the ground, crushing a few flowers in the process. He buried his head in his hands, refusing to look at the new Soul glowing in its' container as he let out a very faint-sounding sob.