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Part 24 of 22: Where Life Meets Death

(5 months later)

Lust was set on a hospitable gurney in the Lab. His whole body was drenched in sweat and he looked sickly. He writhed in pain, his cries piercing the air.

Alphys was wildly flying around, checking monitors and attaching wires and such to Lust to ensure his baby's birth would be possible. Papyrus stood on one side of the bed, holding Lust's hand, while Fell stood on the opposite side, holding Lust's other hand.

Tears poured from Lust's eye-sockets as he flailed against the two skeletons, not seeming to register what was there. His eyelights had a wild, desperate look to them.

"A-ahhh!!" Lust screamed as he writhed. His soul appeared before him, streaming pure magic away from it. Lust's body jerked as he cried painfully.

"Sh-h-hh, it's ok, it's ok." Fell's voice was wavering in a mix of concern and fear. Lust only continued to scream, jerking around painfully as tears flowed from his eye-sockets.

Alphys approached with a nervous look, but her gloved hands were steady as she began to help Lust deliver the baby. Papyrus and Fell held him down as he began to convulse even more violently.

Eventually, the ordeal was over. Lust slumped down into a lifeless heap, breathing weak and trembling. His eye-lights flickered weakly on and off. Fell smiled shakily at Lust, coming closer to give him a good look at the baby.

Lust looked to be almost gone, but his eye-lights flickered weakly, training on his baby. "Sh-She's beautiful.." Lust croaked softly, his eye-lights taking on a loving edge.

"What do you want to name her?" Fell said gently, careful to keep the tremor out of his voice. Lust's mouth quirked up into a weak, but somehow knowing smile.

"R-Red."

Fell stilled in shock. He couldn't hold back his tears. As they began to fall, Lust suddenly gasped, his eye-lights rolling up. He shuddered, letting out another cry as parts of him began to disintegrate into dust.

"No. NO!" Papyrus screamed. He clasped both his hands around Lust's, his eyes wild and pleading. "Kitten, please hang on. Please!" Fell had never seen his brother so desperate that he resorted to begging.

But Lust couldn't hear them anymore. He was too far gone. His body finally stilled as the last of him disintegrated and all that was left was a pile of dust.

Papyrus wailed over Lust's remains, and for the first time ever, Fell saw his brother cry. He felt himself crying too. Crying for the poor monster who endured more than he should've. Who didn't deserve all the pain forced onto his shoulders.

The monster who looked up at him with wide, trusting eyes and begged him not to take him back to Papyrus. Whose screams and cries he heard from Papyrus's room at night.

The monster who he found in the morning shivering, tears staining his face and purple and red cum dripping out of him. Whose beautiful, violet eye-lights turned from vibrant to shattered.

Fell cried that he couldn't save Lust. The guilt was so much, too much.