Asriel gets no joy out of this. As angry as he was with Frisk, they're still his best friend. He didn't want to hurt them, let alone kill them again. But this is necessary. Though he dreaded losing their friendship--they won't forgive you this time--it's a small sacrifice to make as long as they're alive, and he won't change back into a flower and ruin things again.
"This is for your own good." The fire and smoke stung his eyes, but nothing he wasn't used to before. He grit his teeth, ignoring the lump forming in his throat. "Frisk... I know you'll hate me. I won't blame you. But after I do what needs to be done, you'll be together with your other friends forever. None of you will worry about losing each other! You won't have to see me again either. Or know that I exist. So Frisk, please..."
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Date: 2016-10-14 04:17 pm (UTC)"This is for your own good." The fire and smoke stung his eyes, but nothing he wasn't used to before. He grit his teeth, ignoring the lump forming in his throat. "Frisk... I know you'll hate me. I won't blame you. But after I do what needs to be done, you'll be together with your other friends forever. None of you will worry about losing each other! You won't have to see me again either. Or know that I exist. So Frisk, please..."
The largest fireballs yet rolled in his palms.
"...Hold still."