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Light green eyes scanned the room, watching the way light filtered through the windows and onto the yellow flowers below. He wasn’t afraid. He couldn’t be. He had to be a king now. Asriel Dreemurr gazed sadly upon the dust that was once his father, tears welling up in his green eyes. He had to be a king. He needed to be a king. His father would have told him that, his father would have been right.
He took a deep breath and closed his eyes, bowing his head. He’d pay his respects later. He grabbed the staff that had once belonged to his father and straightened up. He had a war to win.
Since the barrier had opened, things had been tense. That may have been an understatement, as far as he knew. His father was just killed. By the hands of a human or by his own age, Asriel may never know. The second war was going to be long and hard, many monsters had already died. He wasn’t Prince Asriel anymore. He was King. He was King Asriel Dreemurr. He was going to end this. Peacefully or not.
He turned, raising his voice. “Captain Undyne! Retrieve the Guard!”
He was going to end this.