Hey, everyone! I have finally recovered from my cold! Good thing, too. I get to read your angry comments about this chapter in time for Christmas! Here's today's chapter:
January 15, 171 A.E.
Entry #22
Father is dead.
Today Msr. Aster came home and told us the news. My father and Toriel's mother died in an ambush in the south. When we heard the news, Toriel just stood up and went back to her room without a word. She was clutching her necklace so tightly I was afraid that she might choke herself with it.
Wingdin and Cortisia had to go to school, but Msr. Aster and Mr. Gaban are letting Toriel and I skip school for the next week or so. We were both in shock, they said, and we needed time to recover. I agreed, mainly because I do not think either of us will be ready to face our classmates today if we went to school.
Maybe it is not good for me to feel this way, but I do not believe that Father is really gone. Maybe this is just a practical joke that he and Toriel's mother and the Gasters are playing on us. Maybe tomorrow when I wake up, I will be in my bed back in my own town and none of this would have happened.
But...why would Father trick me into thinking he is dead? He would not do that. He loves to play funny jokes on me, but this joke is not very funny.
And Toriel's mother is always so serious. If Father was to agree to this joke, Toriel's mother definitely would not. She knows how torn up Toriel was after her mom died. She would not let her lose another parent if she could.
Oh, Angels.
Toriel.
I feel so selfish, only thinking about myself. Toriel's mom died a little more than a year ago, and now she has lost her mother too. At least I still have my own Mother. Toriel is now an orphan. She does not have any other parents left.
I have been writing this outside our bedroom for the past half hour. Toriel was in there, and I felt that she wanted some time alone. She has not uttered a sound since she went in. I hope she is okay.
Maybe I should check on her. After all, I am one step closer to being a king, am I not? A king should put his people before himself. I need to stop moping around and make sure Toriel is alright. When I become king, that kind of thing will be the most important thing I do.
Father is dead, so Mother is now completely in charge of the kingdom. When mother dies, I would become king. It is strange. I have always been excited to be king. My parents would have to die, I knew that, but I had never thought about what it means.
I can never see my father again. I can never feel his tight furry hugs or taste his awfully cooked tarts or tackle him in the hall as he is passing by again. When I go home to the capital, if I ever go home, he will not be there to welcome me back. I will only have the memories I have of him now to remember him by. But when I get older, my memories of him will become fuzzy and
I cannot write on. I must go see Toriel.
~Asgore
I mean, everyone saw it coming, right? Like it's a war. It was bound to happen from the beginning. It's a special chapter next week, when we see how Toriel's doing.
Remember to enjoy yourselves during the holidays and treat others well!
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¬Pandora