Chapter Ten
His Lament
Asgore was sitting watching the coffins of the 7 previous humans that fall in the Underground, he was sitting there alone because there was no coffin for his child. Instead his body got destroyed by his own greed to bring him back to life and a half-way through investigation led by his previous Royal Scientist Gaster and executed by his cheap replacement.
He was sitting there thinking about revenge on the surface tribe, he knew he only needed one human soul to break the barrier but he became greedy and lied to his people, he wanted more souls to achieve maximum power but instead he became scare of the memories of seeing his child, his children dying.
The days became eternal for the old king, everyone who left Toriel for him wasn't happy when he was near, he tried to create some traditions such as bringing present to the younger monsters, trying to visit schools, tiering to be there for his people but his lament was that he didn't had the motivation after losing everything, he just kept himself on his replica of the palace he had owned and he was alone with the illusion's he created.
Down below the palace there was the MTT Hotel, Metaton was checking on his assets around the Underground, being the sole owner of the television station gave him too much power, and that power was to serve his king but also to satisfy his cravings for fame and attention.
The operations were running smoothly, he was asking some of his cooks to deliver food to the king on the upper floors, but everyone didn't want to go and see Asgore as he was difficult to deal with. Mettaton opted to go to see the king himself. The upper levels of the hotel were a mere illusion of the old ruins, the only locations that were physical were the rooms with caskets, the old house and throne before going out to the barrier. Mettaton always wondered why the king didn't opened the barrier with only one heart, one heart is everything he need it to declare war on the tribe from the surface but instead the king was hiding in fear, he wasn't as powerful as he pretended, he was someone full of insecurities whose family breakdown shattered him into a 1,000 piece puzzle.
"Your majesty, where are you?" Mettaton asked into the void. Nobody answered. He kept walking slowly, going through the replica the king made of the old ruins, Metatton had to repeat to himself that it was a mere illusion, that the houses behind him were just an illusion and nothing else, that the only thing was real was the aisle and the rooms the king took on the rooftop that were just the exit of the Underground and where the barrier was placed.
"Your food is here, we brought you a burger" There was no answer, so he kept walking. As he reached the end before the faux throne room, he saw the king on the coffin's room, he was there sitting in silence holding the coffin of the first human. "Your majesty is been over 500 years since young Chara and the prince died, please let it go, there is a beautiful world here with your people" Metatton commented to the king while leaving his dinner next to him, he walked away in silence.
The tribe from the surface killed them, they discovered how to break the seal and it was with a human soul but that human soul at the end fused with a monster and created two new beings, one flower that was hunting everyone and one shade that refused to die. Asgore was contemplating death but not even with that he would find peace because monsters never ascended to heaven like humans, they just stay in hell.
"I should had told him a human fall into the Underground and is approaching this way", Metatton thought while waiting for the elevator to go down. "Maybe I can stop the human on my own"