He's a child again, kneeling by his sibling's bed, his tears spilling onto their blanket. His hand is on their heart, feeling the pulse growing weaker and weaker.
"I... I'm sorry. Please, come back. Please..."
His sibling is dying-- dying because of him. And he knows they'll be together forever if this works, and it's for everyone's sake. But that doesn't make it any easier. He wipes blood from their lips with his free hand, not caring that it stains his white fur.
"Please... say something..." Will he still be able to hear their voice when he's absorbed their soul? What about their laugh? "Chara--"
It happens quietly. One moment, their heart is beating; the next, it isn't. Asriel wishes it was him more than anything.
And there's their cherry-red soul, materializing above their chest. If he doesn't absorb it now, it will all be for nothing.
But he still hugs their body one last time as their warmth begins to fade.]
[3/3] (CW: child death, illness)
He's a child again, kneeling by his sibling's bed, his tears spilling onto their blanket. His hand is on their heart, feeling the pulse growing weaker and weaker.
"I... I'm sorry. Please, come back. Please..."
His sibling is dying-- dying because of him. And he knows they'll be together forever if this works, and it's for everyone's sake. But that doesn't make it any easier. He wipes blood from their lips with his free hand, not caring that it stains his white fur.
"Please... say something..." Will he still be able to hear their voice when he's absorbed their soul? What about their laugh? "Chara--"
It happens quietly. One moment, their heart is beating; the next, it isn't. Asriel wishes it was him more than anything.
And there's their cherry-red soul, materializing above their chest. If he doesn't absorb it now, it will all be for nothing.
But he still hugs their body one last time as their warmth begins to fade.]