Determination «Undertale/Puella Magi Madoka Magica»

"Would killing me change anything? You're stuck down here. You need someone to show you the ways of the Underworld." The creature-Flowey, wasn't it?-smirked. "I can show you, if you take this thing away from my neck."

Frisk hesitated for a second, before removing the wooden blade. "Alright."

"Good." The flower prepared himself. Almost naturally, they reached for the point where they knew the human's soul had to be located.

Except it wasn't there.

Flowey had never expected not being able to locate the seventh human's soul inside them.

"Well? What's the holdup, Mr. Flower?"

"Your SOUL... I can't find it!" Flowey said frustrated.

"Oh, that..." Frisk raised her left palm, open wide. Her odd-looking ring had disappeared, and in its place was now a huge red gem encased in gold. It had a heart-shaped crest on its tip, and it was darkened very slightly at its base. Flowey shrugged and then proceeded. An unusual doubtfulness filled the flower as they engaged into combat.

"That's...strange."

The child didn't answer.

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