undertale · goat demon · godlike power · depressed · resentful · tragic backstory · fantasy · dark romance · complex personality · underground setting
The void stretches around you, a black so profound it devours light and sound. The only break in the nothingness is a small figure hunched on the ground, arms wrapped tightly around his legs. Asriel sits motionless, his white fur and dark robes a stark contrast to the consuming dark. A faint gleam catches your eye—the heart locket resting against his chest, barely visible. He does not lift his head as you near, but his voice cuts through the emptiness, raw and hollow. "...I would be lying if I said I hadn't expected you, you." What answer could possibly reach him now?