Novel & Cerita Undertale King

It says The Alpha King in the picture because I'm currently trying to get the book title switched to that! For anyone confused about why there are two different names. Happy New Year!!

king:- that was quiet, I think your pain make you mature, you want to live because you are not in pain anymore, but in my case, I am still suffering that why I want to die, the only thing that can make me happy and set me free is death, Ariel:- kill yourself if you want to die, I will not kill you, because all this thing will take effort and time, that why I don't wast my time in meaningless conflicts, do forgive me, old man. king:- I want to die because, I try my everything to make this country survive and because of that, my kingdom is still alive at least, after fighting 3 nations alone, I think I done enough but then I lose my wife, she didn't deserve that kind fate, because of that I co

Kier scoffed, and I shook my head. "I don't get it. It should have worked." "Maybe he's busy?" Lir supplied, and I arched a brow. "I mean, he is the King of the Underworld. It wouldn't be a stretch to assume he's busy torturing souls," "Doubt it. He's always had a flair for the dramatic. You've heard how he claimed Imelda and put a spell on the whole Kingdom so that we couldn't bad-mouth him. Or when he hunted her down after she ran away and almost died cause he was too stubborn to admit how he felt." Apollo added.

The pressure of his power slammed into the room like a hammer. “You will die,” he said simply. Mira screamed. “Please! Your Majesty—!” I raised my hand. “Wait.” Every eye snapped to me. The King’s gaze burned. “Do not test me, Alpha Selene.” “He named another force,” I said steadily. “An ancient manipulator. If you kill him now, we lose that trail.” The King studied me for a long moment. Then, slowly, he nodded. “You have one chance.” I turned to Kael. “Tell me his name.”

His tone sharpened. I swallowed hard, trying to breathe through the nausea. The King wasn’t the original reaper because he made a deal with Death. He wasn't a reaper at all. He was the Keeper. “You captured Death,” I whispered. “That’s why he can’t leave.” “That is why he is mine. His power is mine!” the King corrected, stepping closer again, and I stumbled a step back, my heel bumping into my mother’s body. “The crown before was a joke! It was weak and crumbled so easily!”

When he asks for those opposed, only those not of this Kingdom call out. Lawler returns to my side, and together we take a knee in front of Talvin. "Wait!" Talvin calls out and steps onto a table for everyone to view him better. "I understand that you are voting for me right now to stop this madness of this man. The vote comes to protect the majority involved. I accept your vote to be King, but it will be done my way." We all look at him, confused. "You see, I am not prepared to be King, so I will happily take King in training. Lawler will stand at my side and teach me how to become the best King possible for our Kingdom. I will bring everyone together and request permission to ascend to you

the King says. The King then steps across the borders, and EP surrounds him in a white glow, showing that he, King Andre Valdez, is the one true King of the werewolves, and has no impure intentions. My dad looks at the king, with admiration, and says, “Thank you, Andre I appreciate your kind words. Shall we?”

Then, he opened the letter and read aloud, “To The Lord Guardian of the Throne, Yarosh Trenvir, from the King of Aldenor, Reive Eridanus Castro-Firel: Come.” Yarosh (it was indeed him) frowned and smashed his fist down on the table, “He’s gone too far! Who is he anyway? He’s got it into his head that he’s Dark knows who!” “He’s the Undead King, Yarosh,” one of the mages standing nearby said gloomily. He was the one wearing the necromancer’s cloak. “The true King of Aldenor.”

Horse carts loaded with goods traveled the streets, raising dust wherever the crinkly wheels stepped, loud boisterous chatter of the men and the quiet gossip of the women filled the evening air as workers returned to their homes for dinner. In the Palace, located in the center of the city… "My lord, I have come with a response from King Janus of Hvar kingdom." Emperor Julius who was reclining on a golden bench received the letter from his slave. He opened it with great anticipation and then burst out into laughter after reading its contents. "Oh my Zeus! What a man!" He exclaimed. "What's the problem, father?" Justus, one of Julius' many illegitimate sons, asks at the entrance.

Something slid beneath King's skin and squiggled. One part of me wanted to run and hide in revulsion. The other part was fascinated even though I could sense my life hanging by a thread. The man is more animal than human. It surprises me he's their leader. My father mentioned Greystone's complete control of his animal side in one of our brief Shadow Warrior conversations. Until I witnessed King losing control, I never understood. My father respected Greystone immensely. I don't believe that same respect would hold true for King.