SOULTALE | By ShadowNTS

(Chapter 179) Descendant.

In the midst of battle, none can't hold themselves from enjoying such a view. Frisk kneels down and gently touches the flowers with her hands. A weird sense of nostalgia overcomes her.

ALF: Weird, right? They feel like the same flowers you fell onto once you entered the underground. That's because they are.
FSK: But how... the golden flower is a sacred belonging only to the underground. Even if your power is creation, that doesn't mean you can create them without any factors.

ALF: You question my power, but you don't seem to realize something... Frisk, you too spurt golden flowers without any factors.

Frisk stands back up and grips her blade tight. Twilight backs her up.

FSK: Maybe I'm wrong in doing this, but I don't care as long as it means I'll have my happy ending! Everyones' hopes are dependent on me!

Frisk dashes towards All-Father and swings consecutively. She aims to catch him off guard. Twilight disappears into the wind and reappears behind him, aiming for his neck. All-Father catches both of their attacks and repels them back. Frisk stands her ground and lets go of her sword, in turn not being pushed away. She uses ghost step to dodge All-Fathers attacks and try to land some of her own as well. Twilight manages to get back in time to surround him again. Frisk summons vines out of the ground and pins his legs to the ground. Twilight understands Frisks' intentions and switches her aim towards All-Fathers' legs. She slices his ankles on half, but they don't move an inch. Twilight realizes her attack went right through him.

FSK: Twilight, watch out!

Shocked by the fact her attack didn't land, Twilight gets caught off guard and is hit by a devastating blast to the stomach. Frisk dashes past All-Father and grabs Twilight.

FSK: Hey, wake up!
TWL: I'm alright, just a little scratch.

Frisk notices the giant hole in Twilights' stomach. A sense of regret fills up her heart. She tears off a part of her clothing and wraps it around Twilights' wound, before getting up and facing All-Father. Frisk summons her sword and points it towards him.

FSK: This ends here.

She lunges towards him and swings on point. Each attack is a deadly strike if it lands. All-Father swiftly dodges each blow and plants the palm of his hand on Frisks' back.

ALF: You're right, it does.
FSK: You're wrong!

Frisks' body disperses into golden flowers. All-Fathers' eyes widen, as he notices Frisk emerge from the flowerbed behind him. Unable to dodge in time, Frisk manages to land a small scratch on his face. She smirks.

FSK: This proves you're not invincible.
ALF: Tsk, determined brat.

All-Father fires a multitude of blasts towards Frisk. She slices them in half with her sword as she slowly inches closer, until eventually managing to get close enough. Frisk swings with all her might, and in an instant, All-Father manages to barely move out of the way. He gets a safe distance away before looking down at his chest and rubbing it.

ALF: (No wound... so it was just a vision.)
FSK: Soularia, Flower Field!

Golden flowers are carried through the air by the wind, obscuring All-Fathers' view but through the small gap, he can see Frisk charging towards him.

ALF: You're too slow!
TWL: She's not alone...

Twilight appears from behind. He raises his palm to fire but it's too late. He realizes that he's been cut through. Frisk drops her sword and stands behind him. The golden flowers land on Frisks' head, forming a flower crown. His body drops the ground, slowly fading away.

ALF: Ah, I see now. I've always had my theories but with this, I now understand.
FSK: Hmm..?
ALF: Frisk Dreemurr, I didn't recognize you at first, but now I know that you're a descendant of the Lyerm Family.

Frisk stares confused. Twilight comes up behind her and leans.

TWL: Frisks' family is me! There is no other!
ALF: You're right. The Lyerm family is a noble family that went extinct a couple centuries back, but I never thought that some of them survived. Long ago, I made a deal with them, giving up my own daughter for their trust. It was a divine contract, unbreakable in other words, and after they all died, I thought my daughter too suffered the same fate, but it seems I was wrong.

A tear rolls down Twilights' face.

TWL: Then... then that means..!
ALF: Yes, Twilight, you're my daughter.

She falls to her knees.

ALF: Before, I knew that Lucifers' son, Jiguko, had found their partner, but now this means that the prophecy is true.
FSK: My family... how were they like..?

All-Father seems shocked, thinking Frisk would've asked about the prophecy.

ALF: Heh, let's just say that they'd be proud of you.
FSK: Oh... I understand.

Frisk tries her best to hold her tears in.

ALF: And about the prophecy-
FSK: I don't care about the prophecy, because I know we'll win.

All-Father smiles happily before fading away entirely. Frisk helps Twilight stand back up and wipes her tears off, before heading through the gate.

End of Chapter 179
"Descendant"

[ Frisk and Twilight figure out the truth. ]

-- Extra Soul Trivia! --
-- Did ya know? --
Even if there was no divine contract in place, I doubt Twilight would leave Frisk!