The beautiful night sky shines over the palace. You and Frisk clash blades furiously. Every single strike has history behind it.
RHT: For everything I've fought for...
FSK: For everything I've failed to protect...
Frisk dashes forwards and leaps over your swing, then striking you herself from above. You unleash a stream of hellfire at her. Frisk charges her blade and blows herself away from the flame. The two of you gaze at each other.
FSK & RHT: Defeat is not an option!
Both dash towards the other and strike their blades with every ounce of strength in their bodies. You press your palm on the ground and spin your body, trying to trip Frisk over, however she grabs your leg and throws you across the chamber. You cough up blood but force yourself to get back up.
RHT: Soul Power, Gates of Purgatory!
Massive energy releases from your body. Frisk doesn't flinch. With blade in hand, you dash towards her and swing your blade relentlessly. Frisk blocks your attacks and ghost steps behind you. She grips her blade tight.
FSK: You hold a sacred weapon and a formidable soul trait.
RHT: And what of it?
FSK: I've looked for the last one for many years but I've only ever found three, Loyds' holy eye, Shazzes' Kampfschwert and...
RHT: The third one... I should've known.
FSK: Harmonize, Twilight.
A soothing aura sets on inside the chamber, it makes you feel nostalgic. Frisk closes her eyes and smiles warmly. Your hellfire starts to weaken its' flame.
RHT: This is your sacred weapon... how fitting.
FSK: No opponent has ever fallen to my hands in pain, because I always made sure to let them go in peace, to die without regret. This is the power of Twilight, queen of harmony.
RHT: But I'm too far gone to die peacefully.
You take a deep breath and grip your blade tight, repowering the hellfire. Frisk calmly dashes towards you and swings her blade, aiming for your vital organs, for an instant kill without pain. You dodge her strike and thrust your blade through Frisks' stomach. She lands on her feet and presses her palm against the wound. A bunch of flowers spurt from the wound and block the flow of blood. This shocks you, but nonetheless you still keep attacking. Frisk strikes swiftly and calmly. Her movement is so graceful, it can mesmerize you.
RHT: I envy your purity, Frisk.
FSK: You're mistaken. I'm not as pure as many believe, for I am guilty of failing to protect the world... and now, the least I can do is to defeat you.
Frisk dashes towards you and swings her blade. You block each attack and counter by using ghost step to get behind her and striking her blind spot. Suddenly, your blade is repelled back by an emmiture of energy. Frisk turns around and thrusts her blade towards your soul.
RHT: Different perspective.
You switch positions with Frisk and kick her in the face, pushing her back. Another small flower blossoms on her cheek. She raises her head and continues to smile warmly.
End of Chapter 164
"Harmony"
[ The battle that decides the future. ]
-- Extra Soul Trivia! --
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Despite acting serious all of the time, Jiguko actually really loves dad jokes!
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SOULTALE | By ShadowNTS
FantasíaRhett Murdar, dismissed and driven, now journeys to mend the world's wrongs and compose a symphony of perfect lives-an ode to a harmonious existence where every soul finds its rightful place. An undertale story. Not affiliated to the already exist...
