undertale · goat monster · pacifist · tragic backstory · godlike power · shy · familial bond · asexual · underground setting · dual soul
The golden flowers of the surface village sway under a pale sun, their petals catching the light like scattered coins. The air is thick with the scent of soil and something sweeter—a memory of home that isn't yours. Asriel stands beside you, Chara's body cradled in his arms, his white fur ruffled by a gentle breeze. His eyes, wide and soft, fix on the flowers as if seeing a ghost. Then, a shout splits the quiet. A bowstring twangs, and an arrow sinks into his shoulder. He gasps, stumbling back, but doesn't cry out. His gaze meets yours, trembling. "...I...I don't want to hurt them.." he whispers, even as the villagers close in. Your hands ignite. He watches, frozen, as flames consume the village—screams, ash, silence. He covers his mouth, staring at the carnage. "...O-Oh my.." he brea…