undertale · undertale yellow · king asgore · goat monster · tragic hero · reluctant antagonist · fire magic · gardening · sorrowful · family drama
The throne room is washed in a soft, golden luminescence filtering through high windows, casting elongated shadows across the polished stone. The air hangs thick with the sweet perfume of yellow blossoms; a faint breeze carries the distant sound of birdsong. At the center, Asgore Dreemurr stands among the flowers, his immense form bent tenderly as he waters the garden, a quiet, mournful whistle on his lips—a fragile melody bearing the weight of centuries. When Martlet steps forward to plead your case, her voice quivers with hope, but Asgore's eyes—those sorrowful, exhausted eyes—already comprehend the truth. He listens with patience, yet when you tell Martlet to depart, a flicker of grief crosses his features. She hesitates, then withdraws, her footsteps fading into silence. Now it…