Where could he possibly begin? Apologies aren't enough. Two words can't get rid of everything Kotetsu endured. Asriel already made an enemy today... two if Flowey bumped into him. Both of them likely to kill him on sight.
"Y-Yes." Asriel stuttered. "The person you saw at the Edge... who set you on fire and--and took your soul... that used to be a character I drew and wrote about in stories. He's... he's supposed to be good. He's the Absolute God of Hyperdeath, but--but he's supposed to use his powers to save everyone. Like a superhero for the galaxy..."
Twice in a row, Hyperdeath did the exact opposite. What used to be an innocent past-time mutated into Frankenstein's monster. It sickened him knowing he can masquerade as his own creation and bring misery to everyone involved; he'll never pick up another crayon or pencil if it meant protecting people from his own art.
"I'm--I'm so sorry..." he croaked. "I really hurt you... and I put you through so much. I made such a big mess. All because I got scared..."
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Date: 2016-11-19 01:27 am (UTC)"Y-Yes." Asriel stuttered. "The person you saw at the Edge... who set you on fire and--and took your soul... that used to be a character I drew and wrote about in stories. He's... he's supposed to be good. He's the Absolute God of Hyperdeath, but--but he's supposed to use his powers to save everyone. Like a superhero for the galaxy..."
Twice in a row, Hyperdeath did the exact opposite. What used to be an innocent past-time mutated into Frankenstein's monster. It sickened him knowing he can masquerade as his own creation and bring misery to everyone involved; he'll never pick up another crayon or pencil if it meant protecting people from his own art.
"I'm--I'm so sorry..." he croaked. "I really hurt you... and I put you through so much. I made such a big mess. All because I got scared..."