I know you.
I have known you since you were an infant in your mother's arms.
I've watched you play.
I've watched you grow.
I've watched you die.
I've watched you suffer.
I know who you are, ASRIEL DREEMURR. The first monster to ever wield DETERMINATION. The first monster with the ability to SAVE. Did you really think you were above consequences? Did you really think your RESETS would make the pain you've caused your people vanish?
I know what you did.
Scattered across time, I see and hear everything and although I am omnipresent, the underground's memory of me slowly fades. While this matter doesn't concern you, your majesty, I very much wish to make my final remarks.
I too, have done a revolutionary deed before the eyes of monsters. In a time of rationed hope and flickering dreams, the darkness of the underground I have filled with light. Yes, it was I who had created the core. The ripples of my success I've only inhaled for merely a second before becoming consumed by my own creation. I forewarn you, dear leader, with every breath you take, your creation eats at your very veins.
I hope one day, monsters will read this and remember, for even a nanosecond, of my existence. Unfortunately, I can only hope. Something that you are incapable of doing. The only thing you are capable of doing is rotting every universe with that wicked stench of a husk. That husk you even call "divine."
Embrace your fate, ASRIEL. Let this world erase you from the dust and embrace what once was and will never be again.
From this day forward, you belong to us.
You shall join me in the void. Me and my colleagues. Forever.
Author's Note: Oh my gooooosh, this chapter underwent MASSIVE renovations from the original draft. Special thanks to Zimbo for helping me with this. I really appreciate it! :)