Strolling through out heavens' palace, Frisk and Twilight enter a giant hall with stunning decorations. An empty throne stands atop a pile of pillars.
TWL: This place gives me the chills.
FSK: Careful Twilight, something isn't right.
Footsteps can be heard from across the hall. A mature man steps from behind the throne and looks at them.
YLN: You two are all-fathers' guests, I presume?
FSK: You got it wrong. We're here to kill him.
YLN: Understood, so you are guests.
TWL: You deaf?! Frisk said we're here to kill-
YLN: In any case, this is where your trail stops.
TWL: Hey! Don't interrupt me!
FSK: Twilight, focus.
Frisk draws her blade and Twilight cracks her knuckles. Ylin scoffs and takes out his two daggers. He doesn't move, but rather waits.
YLN: There is still time to turn back.
FSK: And live here knowing I gave up on a world I swore to protect?
YLN: I've never understood you mortals, and I never will. There is no reason or logic behind your actions. They're driven by emotions and critical thoughts, and yet you continue to fight and hold hope for a future you might not even reach.
FSK: What are you implying?
YLN: You've already lost. The harbinger fulfilled the prophecy and now... there's no turning back, not even for us. Mortals, Paradise, Hell, and every other world will be eradicated once they recover. You can't stop them or the great cataclysm.
TWL: I don't understand anything you're saying but it's probably a whole lotta bullshit!
Twilight dashes forwards and attacks Ylin without hesitation. He swiftly dodges and grabs Twilights' wrist, before throwing her back where she came from.
TWL: So fast..!
FSK: We can't beat him alone.
TWL: Then together it is!
Frisk and Twilight both dash towards Ylin, attacking one after the other. Ylin easily blocks each strike and dodges in between them. Twilight misses and hits Frisk in the face. She starts apologizing like a baby.
TWL: Frisk, I'm sorry!
FSK: It's okay. Let's just finish this already.
Frisk lunges forwards and attacks continuously. Twilight circles around and strikes from behind. Ylin catches both of their hands and pushes them using energy, sending them crashing into the walls. Frisk cleans the dust off of her body and continues to launch relentless attacks. Twilight grunts as she rubs her leg.
TWL: (Tsk, dammit! Now's not the time to break a leg!)
Frisk swings her blade with killing intent. Ylin dodges calmly, but he feels a menacing aura crawls up his back. Frisks' pupils shrink. Ylin realizes what's going to happen.
FSK: Soul Power, Unknown Paradigm.
Thousands of sharp winds get released from Frisks' slash. Ylin raises his daggers to tank the attack but small scratches still appear on his body.
YLN: (This mortal... she's different.)
FSK: Already at your limit?
Frisk dashes after Ylin, striking her blade against his daggers. Ylin finally breaks his cool and attacks back. Frisk blocks his strikes and slides under his legs, before hopping and kicking him in the back. Ylin is pushed back and regains his breath.
FSK: Use it.
YLN: What are you talk-
FSK: Your blessing... use it.
Ylin is shocked at Frisks' proposal.
YLN: You mortals are so full of yourselves!
Ylin dashes towards Frisk and swings his daggers in rapid succession. Frisk swiftly blocks and moves back, before pointing the tip of her blade at Ylin.
FSK: Soul Power, Unknown Paradigm.
A beam of light is fired. Unable to dodge in time, it goes right through Ylins' chest. He stumbles and almost falls to the ground but manages to stand on his legs, trembling.
YLN: Since you so badly want it...
FSK: (Here it comes.)
YLN: Divine Blessing, Virtue of Mercy, Overseeing Paladin!
Frisk grips her blade tight, ready for whatever is about to happen, but to her surprise, nothing happens. She looks confused. Ylin smirks and drops his weapons on the ground, before raising his hands in the hair and laughing, kneeling on the ground.
YLN: Haha! Who am I kidding?! I'm too worthless to have a blessing!
FSK: You... don't have a divine blessing.
YLN: That makes me the weakest virtue! Actually, that makes me the weakest overall! I'm so useless! All-Father made a mistake taking me in!
FSK: No blessing and yet... you fought.
YLN: Huh..? Why are you looking at me like that..?
FSK: *smile* You're not worthless.
YLN: (This warm feeling...)
Frisk drops her blade to the ground and walks towards Ylin. She kneels down.
FSK: You might not understand it, but your act of fighting without power is heroic in of itself. Maybe I might not know much, but I believe this is what All-Father saw in you.
Frisk hugs Ylin tight. Tears start flooding from his eyes.
YLN: (So this is what true mercy feels like.)
His body starts to fade away.
YLN: (All-Father... I still remember the day you stumbled upon me. You asked me what I wished to have and back then, I wrongly answered power. But now I realise that all I needed was a warm embrace. That was what was missing, and now with it fulfilled... my life is complete. Thank you father and...)
He hugs Frisk tighter.
YLN: Thank you, Frisk.
Ylin fades away completely, leaving Frisk on her knees in the middle of the throne room. Twilight limps towards her and sits beside her in the light.
End of Chapter 174
"Mercy"
[ Frisk has defeated Ylin. ]
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SOULTALE | By ShadowNTS
FantasíaRhett Murdar, dismissed and driven, now journeys to mend the world's wrongs and compose a symphony of perfect lives-an ode to a harmonious existence where every soul finds its rightful place. An undertale story. Not affiliated to the already exist...
