Hi everyone! I have today's chapter. I noticed that I got two more reviews in the last chapter. Keep it up, guys!

Kooda: Yeah I know that the story's kind of slow right now but it'll pick up in a few chapters. You'll get to see some actual battles.

DauntlessAngel11: Thank you! And I fixed whatever was going on with chapter 14. You may have noticed that kid Toriel and Asgore aren't like their adult selves in certain ways. That's because I have some hardcore character development planned for them that made my friend scream so I'm looking forward to writing that.

Today we introduce a very important plot point:

October 18, 170 A.E.

Entry #15

Msr. Aster is back! They surprised us by coming home early this morning. Cortisia seemed so happy. To celebrate, Mr. Gaban made us all cake for dinner. He can bake really well.

Before we went to sleep tonight, I went to the kitchen for a glass of water. Msr. Aster and Mr. Gaban were still talking in the living room. Of course they were. Msr. Aster just came home. I am sure Mr. Gaban missed them.

"I don't know, Avebury," I heard Msr. Aster say; "The south is a mess. They need me now more than ever, but I feel like death is a much better fate than...that."

"Than what?" I asked. Msr. Aster and Mr. Gaban flinched.

"How long have you been listening, Asgore?" Msr. Aster asked.

I blushed. "I am so sorry! I was just getting a glass of water. I did not mean to eavesdrop! I was just curious!"

"He should know, Madrone," Mr. Gaban said, "He's the prince. He needs to know what's happening."

"Asgore," Msr. Aster asked, "would you like to know what's going on in the war?"

I said yes. Toriel tells me everything her mother tells her about the war because my parents never write about that stuff. I was sure that Toriel's mother does not tell her everything either. I cannot be sure that the Gasters will be completely honest, but it will be good to know.

"Asgore," Msr. Aster said, "You know what I do while working in the army, right? I help heal wounded soldiers. Usually it's just some battle wounds and lost HP. It's never pretty, but it's a war, so it's expected.

"A week ago, though, monsters started coming in with much more...creative wounds. Now, I won't get into detail about what they are, but they weren't made from combat. They were made from monster attacks. Most of these were soldiers that went missing weeks ago. Others were just regular civilians-children and such.

"We asked them where they got their wounds, and they told us that humans have been kidnapping civilians and putting them in these torture camps along with war prisoners. They tie the monsters up and torture them into giving information and sent a small fraction of their prisoners free and alive to tell the tale. They gave the prisoners one message to deliver-surrender."

When they saw my expression, Msr. Aster quickly added, "Of course, your parents aren't going to surrender. Who knows what the humans would do to us if we do. We'll just keep fighting until we get the humans to back off."

I stared at the ground for a long time. Paz is the leader of the humans. I never really liked her, but she was Father's best friend. She was a valued friend of the monsters. It was outrageous enough that she declared a war, but torture? Why would she do this? She and Father were childhood friends. They fought together, played together, grew up together.

They were so close, but now they hate each other. I am worried. If things turned out this badly between Father and Paz, would something happen between me and Toriel? What went wrong between Father and Paz? At what point does friendship turn into such strong hate?

"Asgore?" Mr. Gaban said tentatively, "Are you alright?"

"We shouldn't have told you all that, should we?" said Msr. Aster, "We know that you want to know about the war, and we know that your parents didn't want you to be scared. But you're a prince, Asgore. You need to know about affairs between humans and monsters. Your parents should be guiding you, but they're busy with the war. We are responsible for caring for you now, so we have to help guide you."

"Thanks for telling me," I said.

"If you think Toriel or Wingdin should know about this, tell us and we'll tell them," Msr. Aster said, "And if you need to talk about the war, or anything else you're worried about, we're always here."

"Remember to be careful around humans tomorrow, Asgore," Mr. Gaban added, "Now off to bed with you.

I cannot sleep. I keep thinking about what the humans are doing to the monsters. Why would someone make someone else hurt their own friends? I hope no one I know will ever have to be tortured like that.

I am glad that Msr. Aster and Mr. Gaban decided to tell me about all of that. It is nice knowing that they trust me with this information. But I cannot stop thinking about the torture camps. I'm scared that one day they will take me and put me in there.

Maybe that is why Mother and Father don't like to tell me anything about the war. They were probably afraid that I will be scared. I am scared. Maybe I was not ready for this kind of thing.

I suppose I will just have to wait. When I grow up, I will not be scared. I will know what to do when I become king and I will have plenty of time to figure out what to do.

After all, I will not be king for a long time.

~Asgore

Ahahahahahaha oh Asgore you're so optimistic.

For all my readers who will trick-or-treat tomorrow, remember to bring a baseball bat to fend off the clowns!

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~Pandora