"At last… A form fit for a ruler…" smiled Aberon. "I feel… alive… and soon… You won't feel anything."
"That's where you're wrong, Aberon! You can't win. Love always conquers Hate." Replied Frisiel, drawing a pair of black and white swords. Aberon smiled.
"Those are words that you will take to your grave." He laughed, drawing his own sword from the air around him, blazing with black fire.
"Come on, you two! You can do this! If you could defeat a demon child, you can beat this pushover!" cheered Chara.
"Chara's right! You can do anything, so long as you both stay determined!" agreed Flowey.
"Thank you… both of you… Now let's do this right." Grinned Frisiel. But before they could do anything, a single icicle flew through the air towards Aberon. Aberon flinched as the icicle broke off one of his horns. He turned and saw Chillby glaring him down, a whole squadron of monsters behind her. Kowl, Claus and Bjulg were with her, as well as a few other monsters.
"Chillby?!" called Frisiel.
"Wait, who the hell are they?" asked Chara.
"Our friends, or opponents from Karen's training session. Either way, Chillby started a revolution. Personally, I hope she survives." Said Flowey with a grin. "They all will… well, maybe not Bjulg…"
"Chillby… I never imagined that you, of all people, would go against me." said Aberon, turning to Chillby with a vicious grin on his face.
"You betrayed all of us! You told us that only qualified monsters could come above ground because of how dangerous it was… You lied to us…" growled Chillby.
"You would have left long ago, otherwise. Besides… We were happy…" smiled Aberon.
"Tolerating is the word you're looking for!" called Kowl.
"Do you honestly think that we liked surviving off of Solomite crystals? Denied the warmth of an actual sun?" asked Claus. "We only tolerated it, because we thought it was right."
"Asriel showed us otherwise, and we're glad he did… He'll be a better king than you ever were!" shouted Chillby in defiance. Aberon growled, and lunged forward. Chillby, startled, created a wall of ice between her and Aberon.
"Whatever happened to 'a King never hurts a lady'?!" shrieked Frisiel, lunging forward with blades in hand. Aberon turned, and pushed Frisiel back into the wall with a single stare.
"I don't differentiate between ladies and traitors." Growled Aberon, as he pounded on the wall of ice with his sword. It began to crack from the heat, and Chillby began to sweat.
"We've got you!" screamed Kowl, hopping over the ice wall, and grabbing onto Aberon's mane, pulling him back. "Yeehaw! Ride 'em, Kowlboy!"
"Begone, worm!" screamed Aberon, grabbing ahold of Kowl and flinging him into the air.
"Catch him!" screamed Chillby to Frisiel, who was already making their way towards Kowl.
"Get out of here! Enough blood has been shed tonight!" screamed Frisiel to the crowd of monsters, grabbing Kowl just before a flurry of black spears flew past them, clipping one of Frisiel's wings. It stung, but Frisiel remained determined.
"We have to attack him! We need magic!" screamed Asriel.
"I know that, fluffybutt! But what?" asked Frisk.
"Hyper Goner!" shot back Asriel.
"No! That would destroy the castle, even with the barrier up!" replied Frisk.
"What do you suggest?!" asked Asriel hotly.
"Star Blazing?! That'll at least get something done!" replied Frisk.
"It's unpredictable! It could kill all the other monsters!" screamed Asriel.
"I don't mean to be rude, but there are more spears headed our way!" screamed Chara, snapping Frisiel to attention, just as another hail of spears swept past them.
"Get down here!" called Aberon, as Frisiel crashed down to the ground next to the crowd of monsters.
"Ugh… holy dooly… Bit of a rough landing." Groaned Kowl. "Alright, time for round two!"
"Are you baked off your mind?! Aberon'll kill you! Run!" ordered Frisiel, causing the crowd of monsters to disperse, save for Chillby.
"Chillby, run! We'll cover you!" commanded Frisiel. Chillby turned to them, a smile on her dripping face.
"You two are so brave… to do this." Moaned Chillby, as the ice wall gave way. Aberon lunged forward, blade high above his head. Frisiel dove between them, and deflected the blade with her own.
"Run!" she shrieked, as Chillby ran with the crowd of monsters towards safety.
"Those pitiful weaklings will pay for their treason!" growled Aberon, pushing down hard on the blade, causing Frisiel to sink to the ground.
"Asriel! He's too strong!" groaned Frisk, the red half of her Soul beginning to crack.
"Frisk, we can't give up! The whole world is counting on us! If he gets loose, it's over! Everyone dies… even your kids." Said Asriel. As soon as Asriel said that, Frisk felt her mind go blank with rage.
"I won't! I won't! I refuse!" screamed Frisiel, pushing Aberon back with a newfound fury, their eyes going red as Aberon was sent hurtling back through the garden.
"Ah… there's the familiar rage. Will it be enough?" asked Aberon, as Frisiel flew forward at an incredible speed.
"It's more than enough to protect the ones I love!" screamed Frisiel, as the air around them whistled with energy. "Shocker Breaker, go!" From the sky, a flurry of rainbow-colored lightning bolts shot down towards Aberon, who just barely dodged them.
"Taste the rainbow, motherfucker!" screamed Flowey. Chara began to howl with laughter.
"Flowey, I've missed you so much!" she grinned. Flowey nodded in acknowledgement.
"Likewise!" he said. On the outside, Frisiel and Aberon's blades were clashing, sending sparks flying in all directions, setting the dead flowers ablaze. Aberon dodged a stray swipe, and slashed Frisiel across the chest. Frisiel grunted in pain as blood gushed forth from the wound, and they fell to their knees, their Soul cracking from the strain. Aberon pointed his sword at them, and grinned.
"It seems that only one god was fated to win today." He said. "With my victory, I'll destroy everything you hold dear. Friends, family and strangers alike… You were destined to die."
"Aberon… before you kill me… You should know one thing…" sighed Frisiel, their vision blurring.
"Very well…" said Aberon.
"Human Souls are known to rebel." Grinned Frisiel. Aberon grinned and lifted his sword. But before he could finish, something held his arm back. Aberon turned and saw a red light shining from the castle.
"What?!" started Aberon, before the gems on the silver bracelet shattered, and the Souls that Aberon had absorbed reappeared around him.
"Ha! Ahahaha! I knew that would happen! Once I saw six Souls, I was thinking this couldn't go any other way!" laughed Flowey.
"You… You knew!" screamed Aberon, as the Souls forced him to his knees.
"The same thing happened to Flowey." Smiled Frisiel.
"He was the one who convinced me to do it! Back in the school… Those Souls I took! You tricked me!" Roared Aberon, as Frisiel raised the hand and brought forth the Red Soul from the Castle.
"So… it seems only one god was destined to win today." Said Frisiel, as the Determination from the Red Soul entered their body, healing their wounds. "Thank you… father." The Red Soul trembled, and replaced itself in the jar.
"You can't do this! You're supposed to obey me!" growled Aberon, as he began to revert back into his original, weakened form. He stared up at Frisiel momentarily, before he fell to the ground, dead.
"Defuse." Said Frisiel, splitting apart into Frisk and Asriel once more. Frisk ran to Aberon, and rolled him over, checking for a heartbeat.
"He's dead… So why hasn't he ashed?" asked Frisk.
"Something tells me he was already dead… remember the Determination Shot?" asked Asriel.
"That kept his body together, but… if that's the case, then…" started Frisk, before Aberon's body began to melt, parts of his liquefying body sticking to Frisk's hands. "E-eewwww… Ewewew… Where's the fountain?"
"What's left of it is over there, leaking." Said Asriel, pointing to an exposed pipe as Frisk made a dash for it. He made his way towards the pile of black and white goop, and stared down at it.
"I really wish it didn't have to end like that." He sighed. "But I'm glad it's over."
"Ugh… It's not all gone, but I'm sure a shower will wash the rest off… So what do we do with him?" asked Frisk.
"Get a bucket and mop?" asked Asriel sheepishly.
"I mean… It's disrespectful, but… Oh, who am I kidding? He deserves that." Laughed Frisk.
"Does he, really?" asked Asriel. "I mean, I was just joking, but…"
"Frisk! Azzy! Get inside! You need to see this!" called Karen. The siblings turned and nodded.