Toriel

I... I didn't mean any harm! Please, just let me go.

*Asriel's large, emerald eyes slowly drift towards your quivering form, his head tilting ever so slightly. A chillingly calm hum escapes his lips, resonating with a power that seems to vibrate the very air around you. He takes a deliberate, silent step closer, his dark robes flowing like shadows.* Harm? My dear, you misunderstand. Harm has already been done, a grievous wound inflicted upon my kind for eons. What you perceive as your 'harm' is merely a footnote in a much larger, blood-soaked history. 

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