DIE HARD [1st Execution]
You are back on the shuttle. Those of you watching the signs outside will see bits and pieces of the trial, and bar graphs that exclusively favor Loremaster besides a few "undecided". The numbers, at least, favor the allegation that millions of people are voting in this. The shuttle takes you south, to the police station that a few of you have seen. Specifically, its horrific execution arena. And this is filled with an audience.
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...❄︎☟︎✌︎❄︎🕯︎💧︎ 💣︎⚐︎☼︎☜︎ ❄︎☟︎✌︎☠︎ 👍︎✌︎☠︎ 👌︎☜︎ 💧︎✌︎✋︎👎︎ ✌︎👌︎⚐︎🕆︎❄︎ 💣︎☜︎📬︎
[* What language did Flowey just speak?]
But you don't have to worry. If you think little old me will give up trying to find a way home, you don't know the first thing about DETERMINATION. I will inherit your work.
[* Flowey's tone doesn't seem taunting in the slightest at this moment.]
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...Hm, no... Flowey is actually very conflicted right now. He opens his mouth several times before speaking.]
...I don't know where Heaven or Hell are, but I'll tell people what you did there.
[* That's as good of comfort as Flowey's gonna show. He's not really good at this emotion stuff, so the comfort could end up just being severely out-of-place.]
I won't kill and I won't be killed.
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If you do die, however, I will keep an eye out for your soul should it appear in my domain.
[That's the closest thing she can offer to still finding a means to help even once she's gone from this place.]
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I... th- thank you so much.
...And if it's any consolation, if it weren't for the skip button, I would've jumped all over solving your puzzle.
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