The large being hummed as he walked through his home. He'd made it out of wood and stone, using magic for its construction.
It was something two stories tall… well, it looked four, but really was two since he was simply that large.
Thanks to his time as a scientist, he had the scientific know-how to have a magical generator that kept the place at a moderate temperature and lit.
The generator was easy for him to power with his vast oceans of magic reserves. His living room was composed of a giant couch, loveseat, coffee table, and television.
His kitchen had all necessities in it for whatever he'd want to make. The second floor was pretty much his bedroom, while the basement was where he had his bathroom, having hooked a magical system up to remove what little physical waste his part magic body made.
Outside, he had a field for harvesting crops and magic regents. He didn't need them, but he didn't like using more energy than was strictly needed so he used them anyway.
Something he'd sensed troubled him. Magic was weak, in humans. Only the seven mages really had any in this time period.
This worried him, because he knew how humans reacted to fear. He was worried they would either attack monsters again, or themselves in a civil war.
Either he didn't like… mostly because it meant he might need to step in. The monsters seemed to be fine, both past and present.
Standing from the armchair, he moved into the basement. There, he had a elevated scrying pool. He used it ti examen his kingdom, even if he turned control over to the current king he still liked to make sure everyone was okay.
He was surprised to see a human in a large sweater surrounded by froggits in the ruins. He frowned and prepped his magic, it coming readily and crackling at his fingertips.
He walked off to the side and took a shortcut to the hall next to the room. He entered and stood tall over them all.
Now that he was there, he noticed some things. One was that the human seemed to be a adult. Aside from the brown hair and sweater, not much cold be seen of her.
Frowning, the giant moved. "Now, what is it we have here?" He faux asked as he walked up. The froggits and human tensed as he approached. "Why are you harassing this human?"
The froggits tensed more as the human relaxed. "Human, come with me. Obviously monsters and humans are not quite ready to interact yet," He said, taking the humans hand and leading then off, the two vanishing.
They appeared shortly at the his house. "You may stay here for now, if you wish," The former king offered. The human, a bit high on adrenaline and fear, nodded and he led them inside. "If you do not mind, what is your name?"
The human jumped a little in surprise, like they weren't expecting to be asked that. The human fidgeted a little, before speaking up. "M-my name is Frisk…" came her melodic and soft voice.
"It is nice to meet you, Frisk,"
It was dark in the human city. People went from place to place, going about their own business and simply living their lives.
However, for one, things were… different. This one, this child, was all alone. The child wore black, hole riddled clothes and had dark black hair.
This child was completely alone. No One in the world cared for the child… and this caused Hate to fester within. The Hate was only tempered the Fear the child felt of the consequences in lashing out.
Right now, the child was running from a couple of knights, armed with swords and bows. The child had just stolen their dinner, and was trying to get away from the guards.
"Halt! Theif!" The lead cried out, the late time only helping the child run unimpeded, knocking things down behind them as they went.
Turning swiftly, the child ran down an alleyway. The child had hoped this would lead to a way they could squeeze through that the guards couldn't, but evidently he had taken a wrong turn and reached a dead end.
Shaking, the child turned. Whether to run out or confront the guard didn't matter, for soon three guards entered the alley.
"It's over, thief," One said as the three approached. Said thief shook and pleaded, trying to get then to leave to no avail.
As the child shook and panicked, the child mentally called for help, hoping for someone to aid them. And someone, or rather, something came.
It was dark and tall, taller than the knights. It had no visible eyes and seemed to just be a humanoid figure of inky blackness.
The knights barely had time to respond before it latched out, arm stretching across the alley and stabbing the unprepared guard clean through the chest. On the tip of the creatures arm rested a yellow heart.
They had no time to process this before the dark beings 'hand' closed around the heart, absorbing it into itself and retracting its arm. "Vile beast, we shall slay you where you stand!" Shouted a charge before both charged in unison.
The one to the right, an orange heart, met the same as the yellow. Whether by spite of accident, the final slashes at the creatures summoner, cutting their throat before the knight died.
Looking at the child that had summoned it, the being shrunk into a puddle. While the child sobbed and shook, the creature crawled up and covered the wound with its form and removed the blood.
The creature took a dark indigo color when it did this not quite the dark blue of some hearts, leaving a mark on the child.
Now that the blood stopped, the child stood with a deep breath. The child looked down at themself and felt pure power. The child smiled, wider than they should have any right to smile.
Then, they laughed. They laughed and laughed and laughed until they couldn't anymore. "I want more," The child said in a distorted, grating voice before they walked off into the night.
A/N: so imma try to post every 2 weeks or so... No promises, just figured I'd say so here.