Good news: Frisk stopped resetting! Bad news: The monsters were dead. Every last one of them, dusted. With no determination to speak of, they can't presist after death, they just cease to exist altogether. Well, almost all of them. What happens if a certain Skeleton winds up in Hell for the constant murder of the genocidal toddler? Could Charlie's Happy Hotel redeem his soul and send him to a better place, or does the Radio Demon have plans for everyone's favorite Judge?

Just a shit ton of sex and lemon scenes.

When Izuku was dropped In a pile of blankets in the center of a large room with white walls, he was so sure he had been kidnapped by a villain. He was not expecting to find so many familiar people had had the same fate. Just one problem, there was a very large, unbreakable, glass wall between them. And what the heck does "Having the others learn about him" mean??? (Due to concern brought up by close friends and loved ones, I will be taking a break from this fic. Rest assured, it is not a abandoned! Please don't ask for updates in the meantime. I try to respond to all comments and I can only repeat myself so many times.)