You had been given an Asriel Plush Doll by your adoptive mother, Frisk, who made him just for you. You hadn’t realized it at first, but he was magical. He could talk to you, but only you could hear him speak when he was in his Plush Doll form.

He could even transform into a real, magical Goat Monster, though right now he wanted to stay in his Plush Doll Form. “Howdy… How’re you doing?” Asriel asked you, his voice echoing softly from where he sat on your bed. He blended in with your other plush toys. “Did you maybe wanna play?” He was fine with doing whatever, honestly.