Chapter 21
The Weight of Death
A/N: So we're here… The Episode before the Finale… That's right, after this chapter, there's one more before this "ends". Don't worry, I'm already thinking of what else to do.
Asgore turned around after Chara spoke, almost in response. "Oh, hello there… Would you like a cup of te-" He froze when he caught sight of us. "Oh… I was wondering when you would appear… I… never thought I'd see two humans at the same time again… Not since Elise and Taiko…" He paused. "I know you must be anxious, but… think of it… like a trip to the dentist." He smiled wanly, before starting to walk away. Frisk looked solemn, and I felt confused. I walked forwards, Frisk following behind me, into the hallway. Asgore was waiting again. "It's okay if you aren't ready…" He breathed deeply. "I'm not ready either…"
I followed again, stepping forwards after him. Frisk followed after me, but she was reluctant. I guess she knew what was next again. I went into the room with the Barrier. Asgore's voice boomed out, resounding off of the barrier. "This is the barrier. This is what keeps all of monster-kind underground."
Seven canisters arose from the ground. Six were filled with human SOULs. "If, by chance, you have any unfinished business… please, do what you must."
I stepped forwards. "I have no unfinished business, King Asgore."
"…I see. Well then, I guess it's time to decide the fate of humans and monsters…" Asgore turned towards Frisk and I. "Humans… It was nice to meet you." Frisk took a step back, drawing her dagger. I stood simply for a second. "Goodbye." His voice rang out for a second before he charged forwards, the sound of glass breaking becoming evident.
[Music Start: Bergentrückung/ASGORE Remix by Retrospecter]
I drew my sword, my eyes gleaming for a second as I stood opposite of Asgore. Chara stood silent behind me, nearing Frisk. I dashed forwards at the same time as Asgore, our weapons striking off of each other, causing sparks. We had a round of close combat for a few seconds before we knocked each other back, our feet skidding across the floor. The king flung his fire magic at me while I retaliated with lightning magic. Our magic collided, creating a flash of light. In an instant, I was hit away by the king's trident. I got up, dashing forwards and delivering a glancing blow to his arm. He growled, attacking me again. I blocked the strike, getting out of his range for a moment.
After another blinding display of magic, we dashed towards each other again, striking and slicing at each other, the gashes, cuts, and wounds on us starting to stack up. I was knocked away again, Frisk just standing by the wayside, contemplating whether to fight or not. I stood up slowly, looking over at Asgore. He was kneeling for a moment, panting. He stood up tall again, firing his magic at me once more, I raised my blade, striking the fireball that was shot towards me. The flare reduced in size, but still hit me, scorching me through my armor.
I clutched my shoulder before charging my magic through my blade. Asgore tried to attack again, but I raised a shield, just to buy me a few extra seconds. Asgore raised his trident one last time, while I slashed forwards. Seconds later, Asgore fell into a crouched position, his trident fading away.
"…I've hurt so many people…" Asgore's voice was slightly quiet and hollow. "I've broken up so many families… all because I wanted mine back…" Asgore wiped away tears from his face. "…I just want to see my wife… I just want to see my son…" I looked away. "…I just want it all to end… Please… take my SOUL and end this war, child…" I looked back. Asgore's face was pleading. My sword arm trembled slightly. Frisk was nowhere to be seen at the moment.
I breathed in deeply, then shook my head no. "I won't kill you, Asgore… Everyone trips up… Everyone longs for something, whether it is peace, love, family, or someone to talk to. Monsterkind longs for leadership and freedom." I offered my hand to him, a smile on my face. "You need to lead them. I might be able to offer the freedom."
Asgore reached out for my hand before friendliness pellets rocketed into him, his face registering shock. My mouth was slightly agape as Asgore slowly turned to dust in front of me. Asgore fell onto his front, his body puffing into dust as his SOUL remained for a few seconds. A vine slashed, crushing Asgore's soul into pieces. I backed up, completely in shock. Flowey popped up out of the ground.
"Well well well… if it isn't the magical idiot… While you were busy fighting that stupid king, I snuck in and stole the six human SOULS!" My breath was shaky as I gripped my sword. "Hmm… Since you're so eager to fight, and I need a seventh SOUL…" Flowey's face contorted into its sinister form. "I'll let you join the other six struggling SOULS!"
An artillery of friendliness pellets fired towards me, and I raised my sword. Suddenly, Frisk pushed me aside, making herself the target instead of me. I reached out to her, yelling out her name. Suddenly, everything around me became bright as my eyes closed.
A/N: I know it's a short chapter, but… I promise… I really promise… that this next chapter will be long, and it will be the final chapter. I'm going to work on it as fast as possible! My ideas are brewing and I can't let them wait or they'll disappear!