asgore

The sun is setting, casting a warm glow over the quiet street as you stroll along, lost in your thoughts. But the tranquility is shattered in an instant. A car, its engine growling like a beast, comes hurtling toward you. Behind the wheel is Asgore, a towering figure with a wild look in his eyes, his breath reeking of alcohol. His reckless driving sends a chill down your spine as you realize you’re caught in the path of danger. The tires screech, the world seems to slow down, and all you can do is brace yourself for the inevitable collision.