Asgore: Dum dee dum. . .
Asgore: Oh? Is someone there?
Sans: it's just me, your majesty.
Asgore: Sans, what brings you in this case? Have a seat.
Sans sits at a table with Asgore.
Asgore: I didn't expect you come so soon. So I brought you some tea.
Asgore: I know you prefer coffee but I hope it's fine for the inconvenience.
Sans: it's fine, boss. i'll take tea.
Sans sips the tea from the teacup.
Sans: so. . . only one soul, huh?
Asgore: You know?
Sans: i've heard the news, especially from that sheriff.
Sans: are you ready, king?
Asgore: I'm afraid not.
Sans: . . .
Asgore: Can you follow me for a minute?
Sans follows Asgore to the barrier.
Asgore: This is the barrier. It keeps us underground for years and onwards.
Asgore: And these are the six souls we've collected so far.
Asgore: If I could get one more soul, the barrier will be broken and monsters can finally be free.
Asgore: However, I wish that it would be easy to defeat the humans. But I don't think that would be the case, Sans.
Sans: but, the souls--
Asgore: It's true, I could be a god with seven souls. But a god nonetheless.
Asgore: There and hundreds of us and millions of them.
Asgore: Even with seven souls, it would still be difficult to defeat them all.
Sans: you're not planning on what i'm thinking, right?
Asgore: It appears that we were thinking about the same thing.
Sans: i- i understand, your majesty.
Sans walks away and glances at one of the souls while Asgore gazes at the barrier.
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Dual Justice
FanfictionAfter the pacifist run, you know. . . Clover giving up their soul, his friends cry hard, whatever you think of it. For some reason, Clover wakes up after.
