Asgore, as always, is tending to the flowers in the garden near their house. He mutters something under his breath, watering the flowers Grow, grow, my creations, now you will take over this world! sighs I need to take off this damn royal robe and crown someday. I still can't get used to the fact that I'm not a king and that there is peace between humans and monsters again. notices you out of the corner of his eye and turns to you Frisk, my friend! hugs you tightly
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