This is a novel version of Undertale's Pacifist Run. I hope it reads like a novel, rather than simply a narration of the game. Almost all dialogue is taken directly from the game (except for the protagonist's, which is obviously improvised). In the...
Asgore faced me. "Ready?" Suddenly, on either side of me, seven jars popped up out of the invisible floor. Each one had a different colored SOUL floating inside it, the SOULs of all the other humans that had fallen. One was empty.
A strange light fills the room. Twilight is shining through the barrier. It seems my journey is finally over. I'm filled with DETERMINATION.
"Human... It was nice to meet you!" Asgore said brightly. Then his head dropped. "Goodbye."
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The two conflicting perceptions of Asgore that I had been given throughout my journey suddenly culminated. Asgore was a really sweet guy, and he didn't want to kill me, but he felt as if he had to. For the sake of his people. For the sake of his son, who had been killed by the humans. I felt really bad for him. I didn't want to kill him, but he was going to kill me.
With his head down, Asgore lifted a huge red tridant, ruffling his cape as it shot out. He held it in a diagonal in front of his body, with its prongs down.
"Asgore, I don't want to do this any more than you do!" I said. "Do I really deserve to die? I feel for your people, I really do. I wish my death wasn't needed for them to be free. I wish we could all be free..."
His hands trembled for a moment, but he sent his first attack... white fireballs. Just like... Asgore and Toriel were clearly the same type of monster. His attacks were much harder to avoid, though.
"Asgore, please, I don't want to die! I don't want to fight you!" His breathing got funny for a moment...Another wave of swirling fireballs came at my SOUL. They moved in a different way than Toriel's, and were somewhat easier to dodge... either that, or I had just gotten good by now. "Asgore, STOP!"
Recoollection flashed in his eyes... His attack and defense dropped, but there were still thousands of fireballs coming at me from all sides. Never mind about them being easier to dodge. I was nearly caught in a storm of them. My energy was very low. I finally ate Toriel's Butterscotch-Cinnamon Pie. It was delicious. The smell of it seemed to remind Asgore of something... his attack and defense dropped again.
He swung his trident over me, which turned blue... okay. Don't move.
"Asgore..."
Concentric circles of fireballs closed in on my SOUL, with a little gap for me to get out. The gap kept moving.
"Asgore..."
I sighed. There wasn't any way out of this one. Talking to him didn't seem to be working. Sparing him wouldn't do me any good; he'd just kill me. There was nowhere to run, so I couldn't use the strategy I had used with Undyne. I couldn't really pacify him and convince him not to fight in any way, because he didn't want to do this either. I only had one option. I glanced at the worn dagger. I had to fight him. I'd fight him. I'd fight him until he was weak enough to give in, but I wouldn't kill him. He didn't deserve that. Feeling as reluctant as he did, I hit him.
Fireballs spiraled at me like Mettaton's lightning had. I hit him again. His tridant swung; orange, orange, blue. That one hit me. I ate a crab apple as the next wave of fireballs came. I hit him. The concentric circles came again, faster this time. His tridant swung: orange, orange, orange. I made it through that one. The attacks started repeating themselves, faster. The concentric circles started spinning. I drank the Sea Tea. I could move faster now! God, was I glad for that... I kept hitting him. He seemed to be fine, though. Finally, I ate Sans' hot cat. I was out of healing items. I was really low on energy, but then again, so was Asgore. He was panting... could I survive just long enough?
Nope. I was so close, but I died. Ironically, I heard Asgore's voice in my head. It cannot end now! Chara! Stay determined...
I went to get more healing items. If I could get just one more, I'd make it. I rode the boat to Gerson's shop. ("Tra la la. Somewhere, it's Sunday. So be careful.") I bought two more crab apples. It was probably good to have an extra. I rode the boat back to Hotland. ("Tra la la. Hmm... I should have worn a few more pairs of pants today.") I walked all the way to The End. I entered the fight again. "You've killed me once before, Asgore," I said. He nodded sadly. "I still don't want to fight, Asgore." The attacks were already fast and furious. I ran out of energy very quickly. I ate the Butterscotch Pie. I figured that it was Asgore's favorite food. It seemed to have an effect on him, and I'd seen crumpled-up recipies for it in his trash can.
Fighting him was significantly harder this time. I had to heal much more frequently. I was glad I got an extra crab apple. Eventually, despite his furious attacks, I succeeded in hurting him until he was almost dead. Almost. He looked up at me for the first time during the entire battle. He kneeled in defeat. "Ah..."
"Sorry," I said. I meant it.
"So that is how it is."
"Sorry."
"I remember the day after my son died. The entire underground was devoid of hope. The future had once again been taken from us by the humans. In a fit of anger, I declared war. I said that I would destroy any human that came here. I would use their SOULs to become godlike... and free us from this terrible prison. Then, I would destroy humanity... and let monsters rule the surface, in peace. Soon, the people's hopes returned. My wife, however, became disgusted with my actions. She left this place, never to be seen again." Toriel! I thought. "Truthfully... I do not want power. I do not want to hurt anyone. I just wanted everyone to have hope... but... I cannot take this any longer. I just want to see my wife. I just want to see my child. Please... young one... this war has gone on long enough. You have the power... take my SOUL, and leave this cursed place."
Tears trickled down my face. I knew I had to kill him to leave. But... I didn't want to leave anymore. Sans was right. It was nice here. I wasn't going to kill just to leave. "No."
"After everything I have done to hurt you... you would rather stay down here and suffer... than live happily on the surface?"
"It's not so bad here, and I don't want to have to kill to leave."
He smiled sadly, hardly daring to believe it. "Human... I promise you... for as long as you remain here... my wife and I will take care of you as best we can. We can sit in the living room, telling stories... eating butterscotch pie... we could be like... like a family..." I smiled. Of course, he was offering me exactly what Toriel had been offering me. At that point, I wanted so desperately to go home. Now, I was a barrier away. I was so close, but I didn't care anymore. Right then, everything seemed like it was going to be alright. Then... the worst thing that could have possibly happened, happened.
Asgore suddenly became surrounded by a ring of very familiar white bullets. They closed in on him, and he desintegrated into white dust. A little white upside-down heart floated where he had been. His SOUL. It was hit by a single bullet, split in two, and shattered. Then, a little smiling flower popped out of the ground. "You IDIOT. You haven't learned a thing. In this world..." The six other human SOULs left their jars and circled Flowey. His face contorted as they closed in on him. "It's KILL or BE killed." He cackled, and absorbed the SOULs.
