Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24842431-20180127033516/@comment-32448001-20180131211332

Toriel gasped when she saw the corpes, reliving the horrors of the first human war. Millions of monsters had died. For a second, she felt nothing for the dead humans, also traveling back to the moment they had killed her precious son. It was only a second though, before the guilt sank back in. She wouldn't make the same mistake Asgore made, giving into the anger. She softly looked at Frisk, her eyes full of pity. Maybe it was time they learned the truth about the Underground.

"My child, have I ever told you about my son?" She said quietly, half hoping Frisk didn't hear her. She knew it was now of never, but she wished it could wait maybe a few more days. But days would turn into weeks, and weeks into months.