fulllifeconsequences: (* No one will ever love them)
Chara ([personal profile] fulllifeconsequences) wrote 2016-06-28 01:51 am (UTC)

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What happened to me on the surface was nobody's business. Not even yours.

[Send. Silence. ...Regret. Too harsh. He never pushed to know. He never asked questions that can't be answered happily. He did respect that.]

When you saw how sick Asgore got when we used buttercups. When I asked you to go get flowers for me. I thought you... knew what it meant. I thought you'd know for sure what it took to get a SOUL, if I...

[He was just a kid. Some things are beyond a child's understanding. You're wise beyond your years, Chara. You're an old soul, Chara. You're practically an adult in a child's skin, Chara. Turns out they were right, weren't they?

Most kids don't understand death as intimately as someone who climbs a mountain for an unhappy reason. Most kids just get scared and upset when their dad gets sick, don't file away the cause and effect of it as a tool to be used later on. They expected far too much of someone far too young.]


I was too hasty. Always too hasty. Swept up in my own foolish momentum.

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