Death of the Souls

A long, long time ago, a human fell down. The prince of the underground found them, and brought them to his parents, who gladly accepted the child.

They were happy for a long while, but eventually, the human hatched a plot. Growing ill from flowers they purposefully ate, they gave their soul to their brother, in hopes he could cross the barrier and let them see the flowers from their village one last time.

And he did. But through a mixture of fear, misunderstanding, and bullet fire, the prince returned to the underground, promptly collapsing in the royal garden, dying. Both the futures of the underground died that day. Turned to dust and scattered through their fathers garden.

In a mix of sorrow and rage, the king declared war against the humans. Disgusted with his actions, his wife left him, returning to their old home so she could attempt to save any humans who could fall in the future.

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"Please..." Toriel whispered.

The old, frail human chuckled. "C'mon, mom. We both knew it was gonna happen eventually. I'm glad I met you. You protected me, raised me, and gave me something I always wanted."

She pulled the monster she had lived with for almost her entire life in for a hug. "Remember to check the flowers for me, okay?"

Tears fell down Toriel's face as she nodded and watched the human, who she had grown to call her daughter, extract herself from the hug and grip her cane. She turned and hobbled through the door to the Ruins, leaving her home behind and entering the white expanse of snowdin. The door slammed shut behind her, and Toriel left the basement with tears still dripping down her face.

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"Uh, sir?" A monster asked.

Asgore turned around, away from his flowers. "Yes? What you like to- oh."

The monster nodded and held out a light blue soul. "Yeah... We found it outside the door to the ruins. The human looked really old, and it seemed she died of either the cold or just old age."

"Where is the body?" Asgore asked as he reached out and grabbed the soul.

"We, uh, just got the soul," the monster said. "Should we have grabbed the body?"

Asgore nodded. "Yes. Please retrieve it, and call someone in New Home. We will need coffins for the humans."

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Asgore sat down at his table, staring at the container in front of him. The soul was within it, floating peacefully. His finger ran across the page of the book, finally landing on the line he needed.

"Ah. Patience," he said. He looked intensely at the soul and took a sip of tea. "I do wonder what your story was. Your body was very old. Did you stay in the Ruins for your entire life?"

He softly closed the book. "Did Toriel raise you?"

He stared down at his cup of tea and faintly smiled. "You must have had the greatest childhood."

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The human punched the sky with her glove. "I'll make it! I promise you!" She said with a smile.

The rabbit monster smiled and crouched down, wrapping the girl in a hug. "I'm sure you will. This bandana will keep you safe, won't it?"

The girl hugged the monster back, as fiercely as she could. "I'll come back one day when I'm older, I promise!"

She let go of the monster and ran away, into Waterfall, the crunchy snow leaving footprints behind her.

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