Humantale [An Undertale Au | Adventure Story]

Chapter 33 - ASGORE

Frisk walked into a long corridor. She saved with a save star near the door. Frisk walked past many pillars and large windows. Near the end of the room, Sans walks around from behind a pillar. There was a long pause before he said anything.

"So you finally made it." Sans finally said. "The end of your journey is at hand. In a few moments, you will meet the king. Together... you will determine the future of this world. That's then." He paused. "Now. You will be judged. You will be judged for your every action. You will be judged for every EXP you're earned." Sans shrugged. "What's EXP? It's an acronym. It stands for "execution points." " Frisk felt a shiver down her spine. "A way of quantifying the pain of you have inflicted on others. When you kill someone, your EXP increases. When you have enough EXP, your LOVE increases. LOVE, too, is an acronym." He shoved his hands in his pockets. "It stands for "Level Of Violence". A way of measuring someone's capacity to hurt. The more you kill, the easier it becomes to distance yourself. The more you distance yourself, the less you will hurt. The more easily you can bring yourself to hurt others."

He shut his eyes. "... but you. You never gained any LOVE. 'Course, that doesn't mean you're completely innocent or naive.  Just that you kept a certain tenderness in your heart. No matter the struggles or hardships you faced... you strived to do the right thing. You refused to hurt anyone. Even when you ran away, you did it with a smile." He grinned. "You never gained LOVE, but you gained love. Does that make sense?" Sans shrugged. "Maybe not." He exhaled. "...now. You're about to face the greatest challenge of your entire journey. Your actions here... will determine the fate of the entire world. If you refuse to fight... Asgore will take your soul and destroy monsters. But if you kill Asgore and go home... humans will remain trapped underground. What will you do?"

Sans closed his eyes and took a breath. "Well, if I were you, I would have thrown in the towel by now. But you didn't get this far by giving up, did you? That's right. You have something called "determination." So as long as you hold on... so as long as you do what's in your heart... I believe you can do the right thing. Alright." he chuckled. "We're all counting on you, kid." Sans winked. "Good luck." He walked back behind the pillar and disappeared.

Frisk walked to the end of the corridor. She walked through the door and found a long grey walkway. By another door was a plaque that said Throne Room. Before she entered the room, Frisk walked past the door and used the save star. There was a room past the Throne Room that she entered it. In the room, there were many coffins all with white monster souls on them. The coffin nearest the door was open. Under the soul, Frisk saw they her name was engraved on it. She stumbled back and shivered. 

She headed back to the Throne Room and entered. There was a garden with yellow flowers inside. There was a human with his back to the doorway. He had golden shoulder plates and blonde hair. He wore an indigo cape that scraped the floor. He had pale skin and white horns with a gold crown. Frisk assumed that this was the King. He was humming a tune. Frisk took a step forward. The leaves crunched under her paws. "Oh?" He said, pausing whatever he was doing. "Is someone there? Just a moment! I have almost finished watering these flowers." He poured his watering can a bit more then held it to his side. "Here we are!" He turned around. "Howdy! How can I..." He looked at Frisk and took a step back. "Oh." His eyes sunk and looked to his left. "I so badly want to say, "would you like a cup of tea?" But..." He sighed. "You know how it is."

Asgore walked to his right. "Nice day today, huh?" He said. "Birds are singing, flowers are blooming... perfect weather for a game of catch." He sighed again. "You know what we must do. When you are ready, come into the next room." Asgore walked into the room. Frisk took a bit, but she advanced in the next room. "How tense..." Asgore said. "Just think of it like... a visit to the dentist." He continued to the next door. "Are you ready?" He asked her. "If you are not, I understand. I am not ready either." Asgore went through the doorway.

Frisk held on to the save star before she entered the room with Asgore. She was blinded by the white walling. "This is the barrier." Asgore said. "This is what keeps us all trapped underground." He pauses. "If... if by chance you have any unfinished business... please do what you must." Frisk decided to continue. "... I see... this is it, then." Asgore turned around. "Ready?" 6 vials of souls appeared from the ground, 1 vial is empty. The battle starts. Frisk felt like her adventure is coming to an end. "Human..." Asgore said. "It was nice to meet you. Goodbye." He pulled out a red trident. Frisk had a feeling that she wouldn't be able to spare him.

Frisk checked him. His attack is 80 and his defense is 80. He attacked with flames. that was fairly easy to dodge. Frisk told him she didn't want to fight. She saw him tremble for a moment. Asgore used flames to attack her again. She told him she didn't want to fight again. His next attack did a fair amount of damage to Frisk, so she ate the Butterscotch Pie to heal up. Frisk saw Asgore's face soften up. His attack and defense seemed to weaken. He swung his trident and Frisk dodged the strikes. Frisk felt a deep feeling that she couldn't spare him. Reluctantly, she swung her frying pan at Asgore. It hit him in the gut. He retaliated and launched fireballs towards Frisk that were dodged. She hit Asgore again and he struck her on the side with his staff. Frisk tumbled to the ground and felt her bruise. It hurt with pressure, but was something to brush off. She took a bite of her chocolate bar and stood back up.

She felt a force that helped her strike her weapon with more implement of injury. Frisk ran up to Asgore and hit him on the left side of his chest. He stumbled back and attacked Frisk with more fireballs. Frisk felt her body weaken as it moved quickly. Without realized it, she had smacked Asgore a couple dozen times on his head and shoulders. He shoved Frisk back and launched fireballs at her to keep a fair distance from her to save himself. Frisk charged towards him and slashed her frying pan across his chest. She almost jabbed it into the middle of his chest. He dropped his trident. Asgore held his chest and dropped to his knees.

Asgore exhaled a breath of despair. "So that is how it is." He paused. "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 monsters. In a fit of anger, I declared war. I said that I would destroy any monster that came here." He huffed in annoyance. "I would use their souls to become godlike... and free us from this terrible prison. Then, I would destroy monsters... and let humans rule the surface, in peace. Soon, the people's hopes returned." Asgore paused shortly. "My wife, however, became disgusted with my actions. She left this place, never to be seen again. Truthfully... I do not want power. I do not want to hurt anyone. I just wanted everyone to have hope..." He sighed. "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." Frisk had the decision to kill or spare Asgore.

Frisk spared Asgore, as the feeling of not having the ability to be able to spare was lifted. Asgore looked up at Frisk, shock in his eyes. "After everything I have done to hurt you... you would rather stay down here and suffer... than live happily on the surface?" He paused and grinned, showing his fangs. "Monster... 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..." As he said that, he was surrounded by familiar white pellets. They penetrated his skin and he turned into a pile of grey dust. Frisk shivered and took a step back. His soul floated in front of her. She scrambled and air-cupped his soul in her furry palms. As Frisk steadied her breathing, another white pellet shattered the soul into multiple pieces.

Frisk felt her entire body shiver and shake. From behind a mysterious wall, Flowey walked around with an eerily jolly expression. "You IDIOT," He insulted Frisk. "You haven't learned a thing." The monster souls that were in the jars started orbiting Flowey. "In this world... it's KILL or BE killed." He laughed manically as Frisk was blinded by a bright white light.