~Prologue: Toriel~
It's so painful, so painful a feeling.
When a monster dies... when their HP is set to zero, their bodies fall apart, too weak to sustain themselves any longer. Everything of that monster perishes. Their body, their mind, even their clothes- should the monster be wearing clothes of magic, they all crumble away into the white grains that comprised monster dust. While that happens the soul inside it is conscious. It is released from the protective cage of the monster's body. Once it is freed, often even before the body has completely disappeared, it too turns to dust and scatters. What becomes of the monster without a soul or body is not known. Their memories, at least, live peacefully through the dust. But... before then, it's a painful feeling.
It's not that the body turning to dust physically hurts-a monster is at that point beyond physical pain-but accompanying death is a kind of despair that only the dying could feel.
She recognized it immediately. She had seen it before. Perhaps it was because so many had died before her, had died because of her in one way or another. In fact, maybe that alone was the reason why she was facing it now for herself. And it must have been why, as she knelt in pain, ashy white tears running down her face, she was not assaulted with any sense of the unknown. On the contrary, she knew exactly what was coming. She clutched her hands over her breast trying to face it, unsure even now how she could. Her whole body shook as it unraveled.
Then the pain stopped. All sensations stopped. Her SOUL could have lasted for a few moments more, but there was no reason to fight it any longer, so that soon disappeared too.
And all there was left was the experience of love that she left behind. A love that, hopefully, could reach someone else...
Author's Note: Heya! I'm making a new Pacifist route fic! If you're someone who took notice of me from ASL Tutorial, this is going to be a different verse from that. It's, rather, one based on my own interpretations of the game. With that in mind, a lot of the stuff I post in The Mt. Ebott Dare will probably apply here, but this is technically a separate verse from that too.
Next Chapter: Survival Run