If Chara was still their normal self, they might think that this costume was fun. Now they could make a truly scary “creepy face,” something really worthy of terrifying Asriel. If only he was here, they would think - it would be just like old times.
But they are not their normal self. They have become, in every way, The Demon - a distorted, twisted version of the person they once were. Their regret, and their guilt, over them causing Asriel’s death, all replaced with the desire to become strong, to become powerful, to destroy the world that wronged them and move on to the next.
They’re shambling, zombie-like, down the street when they see the boy dressed as a wizard. The familiarity is obvious, even with the hat disguising most of their features. For all they know, this is Asriel, in a silly costume, back from the dead.
‘Asriel’ approaches them, excitably showing off his costume and his wand as if nothing is wrong, and Chara’s smile widens considerably - past the point where a smile should be able to go.
“Greetings,” they intone. “Would this make you the boy who lived? If that is so, then call me They Who Shall Not Be Named.”
Chara’s eyes widen, unblinking, with large, unmoving pupils.
“Neither can live while the other survives. That is the rule of this world, and all others - kill or be killed.”
From their pocket, Chara draws their knife. No longer a toy, but covered in red markings along its blade, sharp and glinting.
“Will you kill me, Asriel? Or will you perish like a dog?”
That... didn’t sound good at all. At first, Chara had been talking about himself as “the boy who lived” who they referred to themselves as “They Who Shall Not Be Named”. They were making a reference to something, weren’t they? Ralsei couldn’t pinpoint what. Frankly, that wasn’t even the weirdest part.
They had this... creepy smile, one that shouldn’t be possible - and a glint in their eyes that made Ralsei shiver. They were talking about the “rules of the world”. Despite himself, the words Chara spoke sent shivers crawling. In what world would Chara’s “rules” be okay? Somebody could get hurt! …but maybe that was the point. Ralsei didn’t understand it fully, and frankly, he wasn’t sure he wanted to.
At the name “Asriel”, Ralsei tilts his head to the side. He’s... not Asriel? Confusion overtakes his facial features. Was this “Asriel” someone that they knew and did he bare some resemblance to them? He wonders if he could be introduced to this unknown person. Maybe they would get along well.
*My name’s not Asriel, though! I’m Ralsei. I do understand the confusion.
He figures Chara doesn’t want to hear about his name, though. Time to address the elephant in the room, huh?
*Um, I don’t wanna hurt you... I just met you! W-Why would I fight someone I just met?
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