Leave a ☱ in my askbox for a journal entry
* [Once more the Seraph hesitates, staring down at the blank paper as he takes a brief glimpse into his Chara and Frisk’s new timeline. He knew they were okay, that they were alive again. But the fact that he still had to kill them, remove their names from the history books in this timeline...]
* [Eventually his pen presses down on the paper as he begins to write.]
I should have tried harder
I should have found a way to convince you to RESET on your own
I should have found a way to let you live
I shouldnt have cast that spell and let you get torn apart by your own sins
I shouldnt have looked away to spare myself the sight
I should have done it myself
I should have personally dirtied and bloodied my hands like I should have
I just let them do it just so I could convince myself that I wasnt at fault
That I was delivering the right punishment
She hates me for it i know it
i was right im not a good person
im sorry im sorry im sory iim srry imm sorry im sry
* [The repeated, messy scribbles of what should be words continues for a while, tears dripping down from the Seraph’s face onto the paper while he is in this depressive trance.]
* [Eventually he snaps out of it, just slamming the journal closed before going out to the balcony to get some air.]
* [It was supposed to rain today.]