[He'd waited in the Ruins for a long time. Longer than he'd thought he would. But eventually, that flash of light comes and he just thinks - there it is - before he wakes up again. And... he's still in a patch of flowers, but a very different one. And he still had claws.
And feet.
Despite everything, it's still you.
He can feel those claws start to shake before he really looks up, sees the bright open sky and expanding landscape and his-- well, if he still had a soul, it would have frozen in his chest by now. Something's changed. This is new. And he just falls back on his rear and tries to get his bearings, some kind of understanding of why this is what it is.
Asriel Dreemurr | UNDERTALE
[He'd waited in the Ruins for a long time. Longer than he'd thought he would. But eventually, that flash of light comes and he just thinks - there it is - before he wakes up again. And... he's still in a patch of flowers, but a very different one. And he still had claws.
And feet.
Despite everything, it's still you.
He can feel those claws start to shake before he really looks up, sees the bright open sky and expanding landscape and his-- well, if he still had a soul, it would have frozen in his chest by now. Something's changed. This is new. And he just falls back on his rear and tries to get his bearings, some kind of understanding of why this is what it is.
Man.
He really screwed up.]