Episode 21

Melissa took her seat, a smirk still playing at her lips, as if UltSans hadn't just threatened her minutes ago.

UltSans hesitated for a moment, staring at her, unblinking.

Then, with a slow breath, he finally sat down again.

His eyes lowered to his plate, his expression neutral, but his thoughts?

A mess.

He could already tell—this woman wasn't going to stop.

Shortly after, Richard and Nathan walked into the dining room, both taking their seats.

Richard sat beside Eleanor, while Nathan naturally took his place beside Melissa.

Without missing a beat—

Richard looked around.

Richard: "And Clara?"

UltSans didn't even look up from his plate.

UltSans: "Sleeping. She needed to… let herself out. And then she fell asleep."

Richard chuckled.

Richard: "Wow, didn't expect to have more grandchildren so soon."

UltSans stopped mid-bite.

His fingers twitched slightly against his fork.

Slowly, he turned his head toward Richard, deadpan.

UltSans: "No, not like that. She fell asleep, but I didn't mean that."

Before Richard could respond—

Nathan's voice piped up.

Nathan: "Am I getting cousins?"

UltSans sighed, rubbing his temples.

Oh.

Oh, so this is why Clara is the way she is.

It was all starting to make sense.

Melissa giggled, leaning slightly against the table.

Melissa: "Dad, if you want, I could get you some more~"

UltSans stiffened.

Melissa: "But our guest has to accept a good 'trip' with me~ And on me~"

She winked.

UltSans lowered his fork.

His pupils flickered.

And then—he exhaled slowly.

UltSans: "Okay. You know what? You really want the hard way, huh?"

Melissa's smirk widened.

She leaned forward slightly, expecting victory.

She thought she had won.

She thought he was finally giving in.

But—

UltSans lifted his left arm.

His fingers curled, and suddenly—

A blue glow enveloped Melissa.

A heartbeat-shaped soul flickered into existence, hovering in front of her torso.

Its color?

💜 Purple.

The SOUL of Perseverance.

Melissa's eyes widened slightly.

And before she could react—

An unseen force yanked her upward.

She was lifted into the air, weightless, dragged forward toward UltSans with incredible force.

Her smirk shattered.

A second later—

UltSans' hand closed tightly around her throat.

He stood up, his grip firm, unwavering.

For a moment—

Everything was silent.

Then—his voice dropped.

UltSans: "Start enjoying dinner."

His glowing pupils narrowed.

UltSans: "I'll deal with Melissa."

And then—

They vanished.

Nathan blinked.

Then, he frowned, looking at Eleanor.

Nathan: "Is my aunt going to hurt my mom? Is she gonna be okay?"

Eleanor, completely unfazed, simply waved a hand dismissively.

Eleanor: "No te preocupes, cariño. Creo que pronto tendrás un hermanito o una hermanita."

Nathan perked up immediately.

Nathan: "I'll have a brother? Or a sister??... Can I get both?"

Eleanor simply smiled.

Eleanor: "Bueno, eso ya se verá… Por fin más nietos… Y serán muy especiales…"

Richard simply took a sip of his wine, completely unaffected.

At this point?

He was used to it.

UltSans didn't stop.

Didn't hesitate.

The moment they reappeared—

They were in the middle of an open field.

Far from the city.

Far from everything.

The moment Melissa materialized—

She fell.

But before she could hit the ground,

UltSans snapped his fingers.

Her body froze midair.

And then—

She was slammed downward.

Not hard enough to break anything.

But hard enough to send a message.

UltSans stood over her, his pupils glowing cold, unwavering.

The Final Question – "Why?"

UltSans: "Why?"

Melissa blinked up at him, still processing what just happened.

UltSans took a step forward, looming over her.

UltSans: "You disgust me."

His fingers twitched.

UltSans: "I told you, clearly—not to touch me. I warned you. But you still try to flirt. You keep pushing. Why?"

His eyes narrowed.

UltSans: "Do you want me to kill you?"

Melissa's expression didn't change.

Didn't flinch.

Instead—she smirked.

Melissa: "If I didn't have Nathan…"

Her voice dripped with amusement.

Melissa: "Would you have taken me?~"

UltSans exhaled sharply through his nose.

Almost a growl.

UltSans: "...Probably."

Melissa's smirk widened.

UltSans' jaw tightened.

UltSans: "Yeah. If you weren't a mother, I might've taken you to a bed… or a couch."

Melissa hummed, pleased.

UltSans' pupils flickered violently.

UltSans: "But that doesn't matter anymore. The real question is—why do you insist so much?"

Melissa stretched slightly, tilting her head.

Melissa: "You really want to know, sugar?~"

UltSans sighed.

UltSans: "Yes."

Melissa's eyes gleamed.

Melissa: "I'm a very stubborn woman. Just like my mother."

She shifted slightly, watching him.

Melissa: "And I'm very intelligent. I see people for what they are—easy to manipulate."

Her voice was calm, collected.

Melissa: "No one cares. Not really. Everyone only wants the same things. I just… played by the rules. And look where it got me~"

UltSans remained silent.

Melissa grinned.

Melissa: "You're far better than any human~"

She leaned slightly forward.

Melissa: "I recognize love. I recognize desire. And most of all—I recognize power."

UltSans folded his arms.

UltSans: "And being careless is a requirement for all of this?"

Melissa smirked.

Melissa: "If you were smart, sugar, you'd understand."

UltSans' gaze darkened.

UltSans: "Oh, I'm very smart."

Melissa raised a brow, intrigued.

UltSans: "But I blind myself. I choose not to see. I force myself to keep trying."

He exhaled, shaking his head.

UltSans: "But I know how humans are. What they want. What they really are."

He leaned slightly forward.

UltSans: "So tell me… what do you really want?"

Melissa laughed softly.

Melissa: "Oh, sugar… you already know."

UltSans' pupils narrowed.

Melissa's voice dropped into a sultry whisper.

Melissa: "I want to feel you. I want you to break me. To fill me. To ruin me~"

UltSans stayed still.

Expression unreadable.

Melissa smirked, trailing her fingers along her collarbone.

Melissa: "Look at me, sugar~ I'm desirable. I can become your most lustful dream. I can make your deepest desires become real~"

She tilted her head.

Melissa: "So tell me, sugar~ What are you waiting for?~"

UltSans hesitated, his mind caught in a web of conflict. Melissa's words lingered, twisting inside him, fueling a silent war between his thoughts and instincts.

His left hand remained low, his fingers slightly curled, still coated in the faint blue glow of his magic—still holding her in place.

His grip wasn't tight, but it was enough. Enough to remind her that he was in control.

Or at least, he should have been.

But right now?

He wasn't sure.

UltSans: "I need to think."

Melissa smirked, her sultry voice dripping with amusement.

Melissa: "Well, sugar, you have me 'wide open' for you~."

Her tone was teasing, seductive, and deliberate—every word designed to chip away at his resolve.

UltSans flinched slightly, his mind stirring in ways he didn't like. His body wanted something. His soul wanted something else.

Without responding, he turned his back to her, his eyes narrowing as he focused on his next words.

UltSans: "...Abyss?"

The symbiote stirred within him. A faint, liquid-like movement rippled under the back of his coat before Abyss slithered out, forming beside him in its shapeless, inky mass.

Melissa watched curiously, unable to move but still analyzing the scene unfolding before her.

Abyss: "Yes, Azzy?"

UltSans froze.

His pupils flickered.

Abyss had never called him that before.

His breathing slowed.

His hands clenched.

UltSans: "...What did you just call me?"

Abyss tilted its head, its featureless face shifting slightly.

Abyss: "I called you Azzy. Why?"

UltSans' expression darkened.

UltSans: "How do you… know that nickname?"

Abyss: "Do I really have to answer? Think."

UltSans tensed.

His eyes flickered between emotions—annoyance, realization, frustration.

Then, it clicked.

UltSans: "...Right… You saw my memories… You know everything."

Abyss nodded slowly.

Abyss: "Yes. So… Can't decide?"

UltSans sighed, rubbing his forehead.

UltSans: "No, I can't."

His voice was frustrated.

Tired.

UltSans: "On one hand… I hate Melissa. I support Clara. Maybe I even… want to be loyal. Even though—technically—Clara and I aren't even together yet."

He paused, exhaling.

UltSans: "But on the other hand… This body… this mind… keeps screaming at me to take what I want. To enjoy it. To stop caring about morals that humans don't even follow themselves."

Abyss watched him carefully, then spoke.

Abyss: "What does your heart tell you?"

UltSans gritted his teeth.

UltSans: "...I don't know."

Abyss stared, its red markings glowing faintly.

Then, with a voice low and steady, it asked—

Abyss: "Let's be real. Do you even love Clara? Or did you just flirt with her because you found her attractive?"

The question hit harder than it should have.

UltSans stopped breathing for a moment.

His pupils dilated.

His fingers twitched.

And then—

The realization sank in.

UltSans: "...Damn… That's actually deep."

His throat felt dry.

UltSans: "Oh, I see… I only… I only wanted her because I found her attractive."

His entire body tensed.

Then—slowly—his muscles loosened.

Something inside him felt… lighter.

Like a weight had been removed.

At that exact moment—the blue glow around Melissa vanished.

She dropped to the ground, her body free once again.

Abyss didn't react.

It simply stared, its tendrils shifting, observing, waiting.

Abyss: "Then what's the difference with Melissa? Be honest—you already admitted she's more 'hot.'"

UltSans stayed silent.

Abyss: "Face it—you're basically a god. Take Melissa for enjoyment. Keep Clara for emotional balance and development. Stop thinking like this is your old world."

Abyss' voice grew darker.

Abyss: "You're in the human world now. And in the human world? You have to play by their rules."

It leaned closer.

Abyss: "So stop resisting. Stop overthinking. Take what you want, the way they do. Or do I need to spell it out for you?"

UltSans exhaled sharply, gripping his head.

His own soul was at war with itself.

He wanted to be a good boyfriend.

Or did he?

Did he actually care?

Or was it just something he convinced himself he wanted?

UltSans: "I… don't know if I want to be good, or to just… enjoy."

Abyss: "Let yourself enjoy."

UltSans flinched.

Abyss: "You've spent years suffering. Centuries, even. You walked through Hell itself. You shattered reality, over and over. And now, you're surrounded by humans."

Its voice grew deeper, more intense.

Abyss: "So enjoy them. Enjoy what they have. Enjoy what they can offer. Why is this so hard to understand?"

UltSans: "...Because my pure soul… It works differently. It contradicts itself."

For a moment—there was silence.

Then—

Melissa moved.

Fast.

UltSans felt it before he saw it.

A sudden shift in the air.

A shadow.

And then—she was on him.

Melissa had jumped.

Pounced.

He barely had time to react before she slammed into him, pushing him down with all her weight.

They hit the ground—hard.

Abyss immediately retreated inside him.

UltSans turned, trying to react—

But Melissa was already on top of him.

Her hands pinned his shoulders.

Her hips pressed against his waist.

Her breath—hot, teasing—ghosted against his skin.

And her eyes—oh, her eyes—burned with something dangerous.

Lust.

Desire.

Victory.

UltSans stared up at her, completely caught off guard.

Melissa: "Mmm~… Gotcha, sugar~."

Her smirk deepened.

Melissa: "Now… let's see just how much 'control' you really have~."

And for the first time…

UltSans didn't have an answer.