[Post-Halloween event, OPEN] "Matter of fact it's all dark."

[justletmewin]

It's... hard for him to take. The island feels the same as it's ever been. Fresher maybe. The castle is itself. Asriel is back right where he started, next to the hyacinth bush he woke up beside months ago. Dread welled in the pit of his stomach: oh no not again please not again

Relief sweeps through him when he finds the loamy black patches of soil with tiny green sprouts. Over the past month, the goat child nursed those tiny little plants, which grew from the golden flower seeds he picked off his sweater, pants, and fur from when he fell asleep in the Ruins. He knew it took a month or two of dormancy--longer if necessary, depending on the seasons--before the plants popped out of the ground, but he hadn't expected them to grow. Watering this little patch gave him something to do... a routine to follow like brushing your teeth or making the bed. ...Okay, he admitted. Maybe there was a part of him that hoped the seeds would make it. Sure enough, they did. It felt... weirdly validating, in a way.

If he's still in his current time, this means... oh.

Should one be taking a walk in the gardens that day, they may see Asriel on his knees in the flowers, head lowered in thought. His expression looks... numb.






[[OOC: For those who got their soul stolen, Asriel can apologize to your character here. If not, they're free to just chat. Thank you everybody who participated in the Hyperdeath event! :D]]

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[justletmewin]

Asriel furrows his brow as he listens to Chara laugh. Yes, he made a mistake. A catastrophic one, at that. He'd expect his Flowey self to mock him for it, but golly, he didn't need to hear it from Chara. He clenches his paws and a small growl rumbles in his throat.

"You don't need to rub it in."

[itstheend]

"I do not need to," they agree, false-sweet.

But they hate you, Asriel, so they're going to do it anyway. Such growl. So scary. Even at LV1 they bet they could dust him, soul or no soul. Now that they're human again. It's very, very tempting. Do things without souls give EXP? They were at the maximum last time. They straighten up, brush themself off.

"Never speak to me again."

Never attack them again. Never touch them again. Never apologize to them again. Meaningless noise. If they ever see him again, it'd be too soon.

They turn on their heel, despite Frisk's protests, although they keep him in their peripheral vision as they start walking. They're not so stupid as to fully turn their back on someone they distrust without at least some safeguard.

[justletmewin]

Well Asriel? You'd been expecting this. Suck it up.

He swallows the lump in his throat, willing himself not to cry. (There'll be plenty of time for that later, a snide thought remarks) He can't make Chara like him, and he's not going to try. Fists balled at his sides, he turns his back as well. Funnily enough, he fulfilled one of his promises toward this Chara after all; distancing himself from them so they didn't need to see him anymore.

Yet... he thought he sensed someone else in there. Was it like when he projected Chara onto Frisk and denied the latter's presence? Is this... is this really Frisk from another dimension? Is it part of why they got so infuriated when he assumed he knew them? Seems like a mystery which would take a long time to figure out, if at all.

But it's none of his business, is it?