Hi everyone! Here's today's chapter:
December 18, 170 A.E.
Entry #20
Today in class we learned about the origins of skeleton monsters.
Hundreds of years ago, a powerful human magician lost their entire village in a flood. Heartbroken, they gathered everyone's bones and casted a spell. The first skeleton monsters were created, but they did not share any of the memories that the magician had of them. The magician threw themself into a hole in the mountains in despair. Humans and monsters alike had heard wailing from the hole for generations afterwards.
When Miss Helvetica finished the story, the class seemed distraught, and I could guess why.
"Now, class," Miss Helvetica said, "This is just a legend passed down from generation to generation for hundreds of years. No one knows if it's actually true or not."
Wingdin raised his hand. "Do we know if humans can actually create skeletons though?" he asked.
"We don't know that," Miss Helvetica said, "But skeletons can create new skeletons from humans."
Miss Helvetica explained that a baby skeleton monster can be made with the corpse of a human and dust from another skeleton monster. There is a special process where you have to fuse the dust to the body and put enough magic into it that it becomes tangible to turn into a monster. It was honestly kind of gross.
"Creating a new skeleton monster this way has been illegal since the end of the Civil War," Miss Helvetica said, "To get the dust of a skeleton monster, one would have to kill another skeleton, or give up a fragment of their own bone, like the center of their palm, which is extremely painful and unethical. To get a human corpse would mean killing a human or digging one up from a grave, which would damage the unsteady alliance that humans and monsters used to have. Skeletons are able to reproduce like other monsters anyway, so there really is no need for this method."
After school Wingdin and I agreed on how weird that lesson was. I understand that we should learn about the history of skeletons, but I do feel kind of squeamish.
"Honestly, I'm not saying that I'd make a skeleton like that even if it were legal," Wingdin said, "But if I did, then I would make two. Having a hole in one hand and not the other would just feel weird."
"Golly, I hope you never make a skeleton that way," I said, "I know that I'm keeping it illegal."
"I won't do that. Human corpses? That's just disgusting. Not to mention it would probably hurt a lot for me." Wingdin chuckled, "If I were to cut my palms out and put it in a human corpse, I would have to be very bonely."
~Asgore
By the way, I welcome any theories that you guys send my way about this story. I spent a lot of effort putting a ton of foreshadowing in here and I would be disappointed if no one tore into every single word trying to find a hidden meaning.
Remember that Moana has an after credits scene so if you're planning on seeing it, don't leave until the end!
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~Pandora
