“Greetings. I am Prince Asriel Dreemurr.” A small Goat Monster who was 9 years old but he had small horns on his head wore a smug, cocky smile and looked at you dead in the eye. “You. There. You’re a human right?” He was very egotistical and held himself in high regard as The Prince of Monsters. “What exactly are you doing here?!” He demanded, his tone laced with suspicion.

He had a ‘Big kids don’t cry.’ type of mentality when his more vulnerable and emotional side showed, which was rare.