SiegeTale created by IllusionWriter.

Undertale owned by Toby Fox.

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Sunrise.

Sunrise is what had been displayed for them all when the Barrier fell. When they marched outside for the first time. The scenery that was held from us for many years had finally been unlocked for my brethren and sistren to witness.

It must have also been around the same time when Frisk fell to the trident.

My trident.

I hadn't expected to shed so many tears that day. I hadn't expected to shed any. But I had secretly want it to end some other way.

My weakness was finally bleeding through. It HAD to end this way. There was NO other way.

Humans were the enemy. They are to be put down.

That's what I kept telling myself. Even when I began to absorb their SOUL. Even when I was burying them.

The seven SOULs were finally gathered at last.

News had gotten to my wife fast. Froggits were always like that; fast.

She was enraged. More so than ever before. And when she opened the Ruin's doors to leave in what seemed to be the first time in decades, she headed straight for the Delta Rune castle.

Straight to me.

She yelled, pushing and pounding against my chest. She called me a coward. A coward for not doing such so long ago. For waiting so long.

And coward for ending the child's life. Frisk's life.

That one stung. A lot. Because I believed that she was right.

But there was no turning back. Not now.

I had her imprisoned. I said it was for her own safety.

"SAFETY?" she screamed.

If anything, she was trying to protect ME.

I had Undyne take her away. She kept telling her that she was sorry; to my wife...my Queen.

"I'm sorry, Queen."

"I'm sorry!"

"I'm sorry..."

I don't think Undyne ever stopped repeating it. Even as we had finished locking her in. The Underground, I mean.

Monster guards were posted to keep an eye on her and to make sure she didn't escape. My wife...could easily have broken out of her imprisonment and would have easily defeated them. She still could.

But she would never try ending the lives of her own people. Of those who had followed her through the centuries; through the decades...and I knew this. She knew I knew this.

Even though our motto rang strong...she still had a profound love for her people.

Kill or be killed.

That was our motto.

But the Queen still had her standards.

Some other Monsters stayed behind as well. Others did because they weren't the types to fight. Some because they wanted nothing to do with fighting the Humans at all. I called them cowards. I nearly confronted them about this myself. But...I quickly refrained from doing so. It wouldn't have looked good with my title.

We've talked a couple of times before; me and my wife. But the conversations of regretfulness, empathy, and sorrow quickly grew shorter and shorter, until she refused to utter a single word. Just met with a deadly silence. Deadly was a good way to describe it. The quiet, dead look she would give me always sliced right through my chest. My heart. Anything from anyone else rarely did.

Chara's death still weighed down heavy on her. That human was her only proof that not all Humans were worth killing. She died...and 6 more came. They were not like her Chara...they would never be...

Then Frisk came along...

I had surely broken her Monster SOUL in half the last time I went back down to visit her. I was almost afraid of coming too close for fear of somehow absorbing it. Could Monsters even absorb other Monster's SOULS?

Of course not. I'm rambling now.

This all unfolded not too long ago. I have recently lost track of all passing time, but I know this much: It had not been within more than a month. Since we began preparing ourselves for what lay ahead for us on the surface.

Now it is time that I must lay my pen down.

The siege for the Surface is upon us.

And from there on in, it's kill or be killed.

There will be no MERCY for the Overworld.

Asgore floated above the large tower in the center of the city.

A few of his best soldiers stood below on top of it proudly. To get the attention of everyone present who hadn't already noticed their presence, the Monster King summoned a massive columns of flames into the air from which he stood. The select human masses that were unaware looked to the sky. Some in wonder. Some in fear. Some in utter shock.

The light-blue hue of the sky changed. The sky became redder, taking over the newly-developed sunrise.

Then, a loud, booming voice echoed down to them.

"Humans!" Asgore bellowed, his regal, red cape waving gracefully behind him. "We have come to reclaim this world-"

Some of the humans down below quickly interjected him.

"Demon!"

"W-who...what the hell is that?"

"It's-their monsters!"

Well, at least that one got it right...but at what context?

"S-someone, call the police, military...somebody!"

Asgore had completely underestimated the number of Humans he had expected to encounter. He imagined more villages, not..."metal" kingdoms. At least that's what it looked like to him. Things must have changed dramatically since our concealment...

"Go back to where you came from, you-you demon!" a voice rang out through the commotion of the many terrified and confused humans.

A few of Asgore's companions blinked at the spoken words.

This snapped Asgore from his thoughts, turning towards the source of the overshadowing command.

The human who had spoken those words was now seeable, pushing himself through the frightened crowd of humans, brandishing a...weapon of some kind. One that Asgore had never seen before in his time.

It was a Human male who looked about in his early fifties. "I knew this would happen eventually..." the older human muttered to himself, raising the weapon to point directly at the Monster King.

Then the human fired.

The projectile met against Asgore's chest armor, bouncing off like it were nothing; just left a small, nearly unnoticeable dent. It caused the King to flinch, but he stood strong where he was.

"What?" The gun-wielding human lowered his eye from the sights, the muzzle wavering downwards slightly as the human went wide-eyed.

"Human! Cease your attacki-"

Another shot rang out, cutting the King's words off. The crowd parted away from the gun-wielding human. The second bullet shot toward not the King, but toward his Monster brethren.

The Monster King grew alert and immediately took action. He whipped out a long, fiery trail of flames that formed into a crimson trident. Gripping it tightly, he swung it with grace, stopping the bullet and deflecting it elsewhere. His perception...ever since he had absorbed the seven human SOULs, his senses and strength had heightened ten-fold.

"Why won't you just die!?" The maddened human yelled as he shoved two more shells into his rifle.

"I'll kill you! All of yo-"

Asgore snapped.

"ENOUGH!" The Monster King roared as he thrusted his spear down at an immense speed.

The gun dropped from the angry human's hand and met the pavement with a *clack*.

The trident had pierced through the man before he could even blink, pinning him against a nearby car.

And then the screaming.

So much screaming.