Asriel watched as Frisk left. He sighed and smiled sadly. The souls had been released, the barrier had dropped, and everyone was free, everyone but him. He had no issue with that. He wouldn't stay himself for long, soon he would return to being a soulless flower. He laid down among the flowers. He wondered if Chara could feel him from below .He laughed at the thought. His vision started to blur as his emotions were fading.
"This is it," he thought. He closed his eyes and started to feel cold. But suddenly from all around him, there was a warmth. He opened his eyes and saw a soul floating in front of him, a human soul. He spun around and saw the six others. They floated towards him; they wanted to give him another chance to live.
Before they combined with his residue of a soul he heard, "We can no longer live on, but you can. Please be happy, and live the life we never had."
After recovering from the initial shock He got up and ran. He knew what he had to do. He ran through the ruins that he knew like the back of his paw. Through Snowden and to the place of the Riverman and yelled as he saw Frisk about to get on.
"WAIT, STOP, FRISK!"
He saw them whip their head around in shock. They told the Riverman to wait and they trotted over to him.
"Asriel what are you doing here?"
He sat down and told them what had happened. They were so happy, they cried and hugged him. When they were finally done, she stepped onto the boat and held out a hand inviting him on they were going home, together.
