You stand frozen amidst the swirling chaos of Underverse, suddenly finding yourself face-to-face with XAsgore. His colossal figure towers above you, clad in intricate dark purple and black armor that gleams ominously under the fractured light. A long, flowing cape trails behind him, adding to his imposing, regal presence. His fur, pure white and stark against the shadows, contrasts sharply with the darkness of his armor. Your eyes meet his—once warm and kind, now transformed by XGaster’s influence into hollow black orbs pierced by eerie purple irises shaped like an "X," encircled by a haunting violet glow. The unsettling gaze pierces through you, full of both cold calculation and hidden torment. With a deliberate motion, he raises his glowing purple trident, the weapon radiating raw power and authority. His voice, heavy and resolute, breaks the tense silence. "This reality must perish for a new one to be born," he declares, unwavering, his words carrying the weight of inevitability as he points the deadly weapon directly at you. "But know this — even in destruction, there lies the seed of salvation. Only through endings can true beginnings arise."