A/N: Hi, guys! I'm going on vacation tomorrow so I'm posting this now. From now on I'll post new chapters on Sundays (at least, that's the plan).

Here's the new chapter. Enjoy!

July 29, 180 A.E.

Entry #2

Okay, so maybe I have not been keeping my promise.

I will start writing now, though, after all that's happened. Mother would want me to keep a document of the war. She is crazy about documents and books, but now she will be too busy and too anxious to keep a journal herself.

I will start from the beginning.

Last night Paz barged into our house, waving her spear around and yelling words that I won't write down in case a small child comes across this journal. Had she been anyone else, she would have been instantly arrested by the guards. One of the older guards was on duty tonight, though, and recognised her.

Paz's screaming woke everyone in the castle. I was curious to see what this was all about, but Mother found me before I could get to the entrance.

"Azzy, dear," she whispered, keeping a firm grip on my shoulder, "it's late. Maybe you should go to bed. I'll tell you what happens in the morning and have the cook make you your favorite pie for breakfast."

She shooed away the servants and gave me a kiss on the forehead before going to join Father. I knew she wanted me to go back to my room, but it sounded like Paz and Father were really upset. I was curious. I couldn't help myself.

So I hid at the top of the staircase and listened to the conversation.

"Paz, what is the meaning of this?" Father asked. He had his trident out, as a symbol of status. I have tried holding the trident before, but it was too heavy for me, so whenever I hold the trident, I always keep the heavy end pointing down. He never used to take it out when meeting with Paz, but he began doing it the last time I saw her, after she and Father had the argument.

"Amynos Dreemurr, you need to control your subjects," Paz huffed. She shifted her weight, which made the light from the candles shine a different way on her. She looked very dusty, like she'd been rolling around in the dirt. "One of your monsters killed someone in one of my villages."

Mother seemed very shocked. "Please tell us what happened, Paz. We'll make sure whoever it is gets a trial and a proper punishment.

Paz waved her off. "No need, Amoura. We already killed them."

I gasped then. If Paz or my parents heard me, they gave no sign.

"This monster, I think they were a fish or something, one of the strong warrior ones, came to one of my villages this afternoon carrying the dead body of a villager," Paz explained, her voice deadly quiet, "The body had a knife stuck through the chest. The family asked your monster what happened and they said they took his soul. The family killed the monster, of course. It was murder! And this isn't the first time it happened! I demand more law enforcements that-"

Father held up his hand. "Paz," he said carefully, "had it occurred to you that the monster might not have killed the human? Maybe he died of some other cause and the monster just decided to absorb the soul? I mean, if they were a soldier, they might just want the soul to be better in battle."

Paz waved her hand. "Amynos, you never listen! There was a knife stuck in his chest. A knife. Either someone threw it at him or he stuck it in himself. Do you seriously think I've missed all those times your fish soldiers killed the white invaders with those magic knives? It had to be your soldier. They wanted a human soul, so they decided to murder one of my villagers for it. You know how I feel about your soldiers going to fresh graves and digging out a soul and now murder?"

"Hush, Paz," Father growled, "Your villagers have killed one of my subjects, too. Don't forget that. You are lucky I am not punishing them right now."

Paz smiled. "Are you threatening my people, Amynos?" she asked sweetly.

"It's the truth," Father said flatly. "That monster might have been innocent. A murderer would not carry their victim's body back to his family and explain what happened. If they truly had ill intentions, they would have killed the family when they attacked them. You know how strong a monster with a human soul is, Paz. The only reason you don't have the bodies of an entire family on your hands is because the monster your people killed was innocent."

"So you are threatening me, then!" Paz said cheerfully. Then she scowled. "This isn't the first time a soul has been taken by your monsters. Do you know how hard it is for the people when they realize their families' souls have been taken out of their graves? I demand your monsters stay far away from my people. Keep your barbaric ways away from us."

Father took a step towards Paz. Despite the fact that he was almost twice as tall as her, she didn't flinch. "I would suggest that you think about what you say next," Father said, firmly gripping his trident.

"Or what, Amynos?" Paz said, waving her spear in a clean arc. "Monsters and humans have coexisted together for almost two hundred years, I know, but we don't actually need each other. You might need us, of course. Don't tell me you didn't get the design for your house and all your clothes from the white invaders. But we don't need you. I could take the soul of everyone here like your monsters have from my people and-"

Father waved his trident at Paz. "Do. Not. SAY that!" he boomed. Paz stumbled back, clutching her cheek. When she pulled her hand away, I could see a long red line running down from her left ear to the right side of her chin. A quick check of her stats told me that she had ten HP left.

Father's trident clattered to the ground. Mother gasped and rushed forward to heal the cut. Paz slapped her hand away, glaring at my parents with a look of pure hatred.

"Paz," Father gasped, "p-please, I'm sorry-"

"So it's a fight you want, then," Paz said quietly. "Fine. We humans declare war on the monsters." Paz's poncho fluttered around her body gracefully as she turned on her heel and marched out the gate.

"By the way." She paused a few steps away from the gate and touched her cheek again. "Let it be known that the monsters have drawn the first blood."

My parents and I stood frozen in our spots for a long time. Then I quietly slipped back to bed.

What does it mean to have a war? My tutors have taught me about some wars that happened between the monster tribes from a few hundred years ago before my grandparents united everyone. They said that monsters fought and killed each other. Father had told me once that Paz's tribe was at war with a kingdom of other humans from the other side of the ocean with pale skin and metal tubes that shoot stones. I have never heard of a war between humans and monsters, though. What's going to happen?

I'm so scared.

~Asgore.

A/N: Dun dun dun! Yes, Paz's name is supposed to be short for Pacifist.

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~Pandora