Day 8 – “You really shouldn’t go after me. You won’t like what you see.”
Grillby was a quiet man, gentle and warm. Well, it wasn’t too hard to be warm when you were made out of fire after all. But you have never seen him hurt even a fly, you barely saw him get angry, and even then he was just mildly irritated, like that one time Sans tried to order 50 burgers and put them all on his tab.
You really enjoyed spending time with him..well, you did most o the time. Right now wasn’t one of those.
You were both sitting on the floor of a small cell somewhere in the cellar of a building you both were dragged in now hours ago. You could hear screams and pleads, monsters and humans begging for their lives.
You didn’t know what this place was exactly, you only heard bits and pieces. Trying to harvest the monsters magic, trying to understand the humans that willingly befriended those monsters.
Grillby was getting warmer and warmer next to you, for the first time, you could see him truly mad. He had started conjuring up magical attacks every few minutes, his flames changing color with time. By now he was almost completely white, having moved to the other side of the cell to not burn you, but you were sweating from his heat even at this distance.
He conjured another attack, a compressed ball of raw, hot energy. He got up, not looking at you. “You really shouldn’t go after me. You won’t like what you see”, you tried calling after him, but he didn’t hear you anymore, melting the doors lock with sheer touch, kicking open the door, but closing it before you had the chance to look trough. Not locking it. Leaving you a chance to escape. He didn’t know if he was coming back.
You got up to follow him, running up to the door, but pausing as hot air came through the gap beneath it. You heard screams, human screams, you heard flames roar, you felt the heat through the thick, metal door. You couldn’t take it any longer, opening it just a bit, peeking through. You saw only flames.
Flames, humans in white lab coats burn to a crisp, their clothes gone before they even started screaming, their skin melting like wax, their bodies spilling onto the floor, just heaps of molten flesh and piles of burned bones.
You saw what Grillby was truly able to do. The destruction behind his gentle flames. But you weren’t afraid of him.
Because you saw the captured monsters and humans, safe and unharmed, huddling between the flames.
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