Wilbur's Tale

It is pretty common knowledge that most creatures cannot exist without a soul. That goes for humans and monsters alike. If their soul is destroyed, they slowly waste away into nothing, disintegrating into mere dust.
Notice I said most creatures.
Some creatures don't have a soul. Their soul was beaten out of them by force, leaving them a with a husk, a shell of their former selves. Yet they go on, stubbornly clinging to any scrap of life they can hang onto.
This is a tale of one such creature, who lacked a soul, who simply refused to lay down and die.
His... name... w... a... s...

[Author's note] Undertale belongs to toby fox. I only own the story and the two OC characters. Contains swearing, mentions of suicide, mentions of abuse, and blood. If those things upset you, please don't read this. Most of all, this is going to be updated very sparratically. Don't expect chapters to come out a lot. I generally post my progress on my community tab now and again, so check there if you're curious.
And, as always, enjoy the story.

THIS STORY IS ORIGINALLY FROM WATTPAD! IF IT'S ANYWHERE ELSE, IT IS STOLEN!
Adding this in light of recent problems with Teenfic.net, my apologies.