Determination (Charisk) [OUTDATED]

111 - HOPES

*Don't play the music yet

(FRISK POV)

     There I stood, again, surrounded by nothing. The only thing that stood in front of me was him.

     But... He wasn't Flowey anymore. Where I expected Flowey to be, stood a goat monster, nearly 7 feet tall. He wore a black shirt and had a yellow and green sweater tied around his waist. His horns weren't as big as Asgore's yet, but far larger than Toriel's. He took a deep breath. He cracked his neck and stretched his hands. Then he laughed quietly to himself. This wasn't Flowey's high-pitched cackle, however. It was deeper, fuller; It was filled with life.

"Finally," He spoke. His voice reverberated around the room. Again, not as deep as his father's, but far deeper than anything I heard on the tapes in Alphys's Lab. "I was so tired of being a flower." He turned around to face me. He adorned a similar locket to Chara's. Made sense, seeing as how they were brothers. On his left jawbone, there was a large scar where fur didn't grow.

"Howdy! Is there anyone else?" He looked around us, past me, and behind him. "No? Good. Hello Frisk, It's me, Chara's best friend..." With a flash of light, he transformed into a twelve-foot tall behemoth, black markings adorned his fur in an almost ritualistic pattern. One of which matched the shape of his scar on the other side of his face. He levitated a foot off the ground, adorned in full armor. This wasn't like any Royal Guard armor, the breastplate was in a similar shape to one the DT Extractor, with goat horns jutting out to act as shoulder pads. The Delta Rune was etched with gold into the metal. His deep purple cloak acted more as a cape, serving as a background for the front of his armor to contrast. The whites of his eyes went black, and his pupils glowed white. A multi-colored fog spilled from his mouth before he spoke.

" A S R I E L    D R E E M U R R "

*You can play the music now

     I ACTed. The voices were quieter than usual, but I could barely make out the options:

*Check       *Hope
*Dream      *Magic        

      "Asriel Dreemurr," I Checked. "∞ AT, ∞ DF. Legendary being made of every SOUL in the Underground... except mine." I could feel it, too. He was the only thing I could feel here. So much magic, so much power. With only the flick of his finger, Fire surged around me. As it faded, behind Asriel, waves of pure, unfiltered magic poured at us like a gentle breeze.

It's magic was very similar to that of The Barrier's, now that I think about it. Being magic, unbound by a monster to cast it, it shifted through every color imaginable. Slowly swelling and ebbing like the universe was finally breathing clearly, now that it was mostly empty. He prepared for an attack. This was a fight, after all.

Asriel side-stepped 10 feet, leaving a trail of rainbow afterimages. He raised his massive arms, causing some of the surrounding magic to swirl into his hands. As he brought his arms down, he disappeared. He didn't just do so visually... he was completely imperceptible to my ESP! . Massive meteors fell from the sky, most exploded in the air, spraying star-shaped bullets down at me. Some meteors hit the ground, not leaving craters, but shooting some stars at ground-level. I had to run out of the way, or else I would be incinerated by how powerful the magic was. My DF definitely wasn't enough to save me from ∞ AT. All the running I'd done during my time in the Underground had prepared me for something like this. After the last attack cleared, Asriel became visible once again.