582 Time for mourning

Reima cleans himself with a Scourgify and teleports to the other building where Priscilla and the others had been watching their plan.

Once he gets there he sees everyone already celebrating, Undyne throwing Alphys in the air with a jubilant expression, the scientist blushing all the while it happens.

Asgore looks down at the child's corpse on the other building with a solemn expression, saddened but not regretful.

Sans stands a noticeable distance away from everyone else, he stares at the red scarf in his hand and seems mournful despite the smile everpresent on his skeletal face. Reima is about to go over and talk to the strange monster but is almost tackled off of his feet by Priscilla who's still carrying his GreatBow.

Priscilla "Did you see?!? I hit dead centre!" she says excitedly.

Reima nods from between her arms, "Yeah I saw, good job Cilla." he says while patting her silky white hair.

Snuffles jumps from the half-breeds shoulder and morphs into Nerissa, she has a frown on her face as she glares at Reima. "Wasted food." she states, referring to the blood he'd been liberally dripping on the floor to make his acting look more convincing.

Reima "There's still more than enough left, but there's plenty of human's that... Wouldn't mind donating their blood." he says, thinking about whether or not it'd be reasonable to create a blood harvesting factory.

Undyne finally lets go of Alphys and turns to Reima, "Does that mean it's over? Time hasn't reset so it must right!?!" she asks, wishing to confirm that their troubles are over.

Reima nods, "Yeah, that kid is definitely dead... I could sense their soul being destroyed-"

A black staff pops out of his shadow, red eyes glow dangerously on it. "DEVOUR SOUL-"

Reima grabs it and stuffs it back into his shadow, "-No, get back in there. Who said you could come out?" he says reproachfully to the former god of darkness.

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Undyne "Er, what was that?" she asks looking completely dumbfounded.

Reima shrugs, "It's better if you didn't know to be honest." he mutters.

After a while, Asgore straightens up and shuffles over to the group, "So... You were saying something about needing my assistance Reima?" he asks.

Reima nods, "I have a way of transporting your people out of this place and to my world." he says, holding up his hand and creating a small turquoise spatial distortion to demonstrate what he means.

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Asgore goes silent, a look of contemplation overtaking his face. "So you weren't lying about being from another world?"

Reima "Well, yeah... I doubt anyone from this world can teleport." he says, though everyone's reaction of glances at Sans let him know that his statement might not be quite true.

Reima "Anyway, that's why I came to this world."

Priscilla "I thought we came here for a vacation?"

Reima rubs his face, "We did, and I still intend on staying here for a week before returning... Look, what I'm offering is freedom for your people and a position of power for yourself." he says to Asgore.

Asgore "A position of power? What would such a position entail?" he asks, still wary at handing over his peoples freedom to this out-worlder, even if he saved them from a crises.

Reima crosses his arms, "Well... Ruler?" he says, causing the others to give him a strange look.

Alphys "You're not intending on handing over everything to King Asgore are you?" she asks.

Reima shakes his head, "No... It's more like a... Prime Minister!"

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Asgore "My apologies but this sounds like your intending of just shoving all of the paperwork and responsibilities to me..."

Reima grins, "That's exactly what I'm doing." he states.

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Asgore sighs, "I can't very well reject you, you are offering everything my people have ever dreamed of. And now that they have been infused with those human souls they are strong in their own right. I will accept your offer on one condition Reima."

Reima "And what might that be?"

Asgore "That we occasionally sit down for some tea, there will be things that I will need to bring to your attention. So don't feel like I will be able to solve all of your lands problems when I am in charge."

Reima nods, "As long as you stop your habit of killing innocent human children."

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Asgore looks sombre and nods, "Never again will I strike down an innocent, maybe being king is the punishment for my failures after all?" he mutters.

Reima "Right, so, now that we're in agreement, I'll be popping down to that hotel and look around for something fun to do. I'll open a portal to my world in a week, so take your time to organise everything until then." he says.

Undyne "Alphys! We're finally getting to see the surface!" she shouts while shaking the scientist.

Alphys "I know, I know! I was listening!"

Reima chuckles at their reaction, grabs Priscilla and Nerissa before teleporting to the Mettaton resort with a turquoise flash.

With Reima and his friends gone, Asgore approaches Sans and places a hand on his shoulder, "We will mourn all those who had lost their lives to the human, come, we must make special arrangements for the Royal Guard. I'm sure your brother would want to be remembered this way." he says gently.

Sans chuckles, "You're right. Always wanted to be in the Royal Guard... Was in his bones, ya know?" he says as he wraps the red scarf around his neck, resting his hand on it as he follows Asgore.

Undyne follows them, wishing to bid her last goodbye to those who'd lost their lives. Lesser Dog, Greater Dog, Doggo, Dogamy and Dogaressa... And, finally, Papyrus.