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* What do you mean the last page was uploaded in August?

* In all honesty though I’ll try to update more frequently. I genuinely really look forward to working on this comic, but more often than not, time won’t allow it.

* ((PS what you’re looking at is a battle page and it was delicious to work on.))

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Integritale, ‘’Last Dance’’

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So, I decided to follow the meme train and post my Frisk from Integritale! ''Wait, Frisk isn't in Integritale!'' I hear you say. Not yet, guys. Not YET.

The Frisk I used in the picture was made by Stephen Nauman on twitter (source: https://twitter.com/StephenNauman/status/743548059259310081)

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''I'm Serifa. What about you?''

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Integritale 28.5 (Extra) - Brother

Papyrus was walking back home from Waterfall. It had been a tiring day. His training with Undyne was becoming more and more intense as time passed. And he was glad about it. Because, one day, he would become the best Royal Guard the Underground would ever see!

He reached his house and unlocked the door. Walking in, he saw the same scene as the previous three weeks: Sans lying on the sofa, with the TV playing a program he was probably not watching. Papyrus sighed. How long would it take for Sans to recover?

''Hello, Sans! I, THE GREAT PAPYRUS, am home!'', he got tempted to shout, but didn't. He knew he would get no response to that. It had already been obvious that being his usual, pompous self wasn't helping much. He needed a new approach. Therefore, he had decided to be more silent. But even that didn't seem to be working.

''Sans needs more time'', he kept saying to himself, trying to diminish his worries. But, in reality, he always feared. Feared that Sans would never go back to his former, happy-go-lucky self. It was ironic. He would always scold his brother for not being serious enough, but now, the only thing he wanted was for the Sans he knew to recover.

He hanged his coat and sat besides him on the couch. Sans was awake, but seemed lost in his own world again.

-Hey there, Sans.

No response, as expected.

-What are you watching?

Again, no response. Papyrus felt the need to shake his brother, shout some logic into his head. But he had tried it before. He had even slapped him once and instantly regretted it. It wasn't working. Nothing was working so far.

Papyrus stared at the TV, not caring for the program playing. A few minutes passed, but it felt like an eternity. Sans hadn't moved a muscle. He couldn't bear seeing him defeated like that any longer. He sighed and stood up, heading for the kitchen.

That was when he felt something pulling him back. He turned around and saw Sans weakly holding onto his scarf, without looking at him.

-Stay... he mumbled in a sad voice.

Papyrus was surprised. Sans hadn't talked to him ever since he had cleaned his room, forcing him out. But now, hope had returned to him. Because, after so many endless days, there was finally a reaction, even the slightest one.

He sat back on the couch, looking at Sans. There had been a few times Papyrus believed that Sans was so lost in his thoughts he didn't even notice he was there. But it tuned out he knew. At least, he did this one time. And, most importantly, Sans wanted him there.

Another few silent minutes passed. Papyrus was unsure of what to do next. Should he talk to Sans? Or would that be too pushy, forcing them back to square one?

-I...really miss her, you know.

-I know...

Silence again. Papyrus was starting to feel uncomfortable. Maybe he needed to do something now that he had the chance. Or maybe if he did something, he'd lose that rare chance forever. After a lot of contemplation, he decided to risk it before it was too late.

-Do you wanna...talk about it?

-There's nothing to say. She's dead.

Sans was still looking at the void. His voice was distant, as if he was drifting into his own world again. Papyrus wondered whether that world was a happy one, full of Sans's good memories, or a dark one, filled with sadness and despair. Whatever it was, it wasn't real. He needed to pull his brother away from it.

-I understand how you feel, but-

-Have you ever been in love, Papyrus?

-No...

-Then you don't understand.

Papyrus looked down. Maybe he needed to back off, after all. But Sans was finally talking. No, he needed to pursue the opportunity he was given.

-I might not know a lot about falling in love... But I do love you.

Sans, for the first time, turned and looked at his brother.

-And I'm scared, Sans! It feels so excruciating to see you suffering in silence like that, day in and day out. And always being unable to do anything for you... It's as if he I'm trapped in the same day, trying to save you over and over, with no result! It's like...I'm losing you too, only more slowly...

Papyrus could barely hold his tears back. Sans was shocked. He realised he had put his brother through the same, terrifying experience that had almost driven him mad. He quickly sat up and hugged Papyrus.

-I'm sorry Paps...I had no idea...

Papyrus hugged Sans back.

-Just...open up a little, will you? I'm your brother... If you can't confide in me...then in who...?

Papyrus felt Sans holding him tighter.

-I can't...I can't live without her...!! It hurts, Paps...It hurts so much!!!

Sans had burst in tears. Papyrus just stayed silent, patting his back and feeling each and every sob. Finally, he was able to be there for Sans.

-Let it all out, brother... Let it all out...

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Integritale 00 (Extra) - A Fated Encounter

It was a cold day. It was snowing and the air was freezing. Sans was sitting at his post in Snowdin forest, bored as usual. He had been drinking ketchup all day, looking at the falling snow. Nothing new was happening. Every day, same place, same view. Ice Drake would come from time to time and they would enjoy some puns together, but that was about all the amusement he would ever get.

As he was opening a new bottle of ketchup, Sans noticed a figure coming from the distance. He couldn't recognise who or even what it was. He decided to hide behind the trees and watch closely.

Soon, it became clear what that mysterious figure was. It was a human, a girl to be exact. She was wearing a pink ballerina costume and dancing around while walking. Sans immediately thought she was crazy.

He had to kill her. It was the perfect chance -she was unaware and in her own world. Easy victim. Then again, that would be boring. He decided to have a little fun first. He teleported behind her and suddenly grabbed her shoulders.

-BOO! He shouted, making the girl scream and  quickly turn around.

-Y-You scared me!

-Yup, my intention! he chuckled.

-That was so mean! she said angrily.

-Wow, you've got some nerve there girl. Is that how you greet a new pal?

-You didn't exactly greet me properly either... Anyway, sorry for being rude.

-I'm surprised, actually. Most people would run screaming once they saw me. Being a skeleton and all.

-Wait, you're a real skeleton? That isn't a costume?

-Nope, I'm 100% skeleton.

-Wow, that's so...exciting! she sounded fascinated. Were you born this way? Or you were a human that died? And how do you stand without muscles? And, and...do you eat? And how do you think? Do you have a brain? I mean you must have, you're talking logically. Wait, how do you even talk without a tongue? And-

-Whoooah, whoah, slow down there girlie!! Sans laughed. What's your name?

-I'm Serifa. What about you?

-The name's Sans.

-Well, nice to meet you! Serifa offered her hand.

Sans reluctantly shook her hand, when he heard her stomach rumble. She turned a bit red with shame.

-Are you hungry?

-W-Well...I haven't eaten since yesterday, so...

-Wanna have a meal? My treat.

-You don't need to-

-You don't have any gold, right? At this rate, you'll starve. Just come with me.

-A-Alright...

They started walking towards Snowdin. Sans wasn't sure why he hadn't killed her already. ''I guess I'm too bored to let her go so soon'', he thought to himself.

-So, how do you...exist as a skeleton? It doesn't make much sense...

-Let's just say...it's all thanks to magic.

-Magic...?

-Yes, magic.

-I thought magic didn't exist...

-Well, monsters are made out of magic. Am I the first one you meet?

-I did meet a few other...weird creatures, but none of them were skeletons...

-Oh, so you met others? And they didn't attack you?

-They did, but I ran away. I'm surprised I was faster, actually.

-Damn, these guys are more useless than me! Sans chuckled.

-Why did they attack me though? Did they want to eat me?

-Eat you? What? How did you get that idea? Sans asked, confused.

-I read in a book that monsters eat humans!

-They don't. That's the stupidest thing I've ever heard. Geez, the human books spread a lot of lies about us!

-Then why did they attack me?

-That's...another story. Don't worry, they won't attack you if you're with me.

-Then you're my personal bodyguard! Serifa chuckled.

-Sure I am, sure I am!

Sans laughed, thinking of how he was going to kill her after he was done having his fun with her. It was so ironic, really.

-Anyway, aren't you cold? These clothes you're wearing aren't fit for this weather.

-Yes, it's cold... But that's all I have, so I guess I'll have to do with them!

-Here, have this.

Sans took off his jacket and put it around her shoulders.

-Oh, you don't need-

-Come on. You're freezing. When someone does you good, just accept it.

-T-Thanks...

She gave him a big smile. Sans felt weirded out by it. Somehow it had made him feel warm and cosy.

-Anyway, we're almost there. This town you see in front of you is called Snowdin. It's where I live.

-Looks beautiful with all the snow... Serifa's eyes were glowing as she admired the beautiful town.

They entered Grillby's. Sans ordered two burgers for them. While waiting, Serifa looked around.

-Why is this place so quiet? Why aren't people dancing?

-Why would they? It's pointless.

-Pointless? POINTLESS? Serifa looked shocked.

-Why so ma- Where are you going?

Serifa stood up and ran to the jukebox, turning the volume up.

-Hello, everyone! I'm Serifa! And this music is awesome, so let's dance to it!

A few people turned and looked at her.

-Anyone? Come on, it'll be fun!

-M-M-Me!! Let' dance!! Drunk Bun shouted, and staggered towards her.

They started dancing together. As the other monsters saw them, some got encouraged and joined them. Sans was surprised. These were usually lazy people, but they were somehow persuaded to dance by this girl that they had never seen before.

-Who is she, Sans? Grillby asked, as he was bringing the burgers.

-An...acquaintance of mine, I guess.

-Well, you have to agree she's full of energy. I'm glad to see this place lighten up for a change.

-Sans!! Serifa called him. Come on, dance with us!

-No way!

-Come on, it's fun Sans!

-Go ahead, buddy! I'd love to see this! Grillby chuckled. Hey, girl! Come and grab him, he's too shy to dance!

-N-No!! Don't-

It was too late. Serifa grabbed Sans's hand and pulled him into the centre of the pub. Sans had no option but to reluctantly dance with her and the other monsters. Grillby was watching them and laughing.

-I'll get back at you for this! Sans gave Grillby a funny glare.

When things toned down, Serifa went back to her seat with Sans. They started eating their burgers.

-It's thanks to you that they got cold. Don't blame me!

-I didn't complain! They are still delicious the way they are!

Sans gave her a weird look and kept eating.

-Say, Sans... Are there other humans like me here?

-Quiet! Don't EVER say you're a human again. Not down here.

-Why? I don't want to lie...

-Well, fine then, go ahead and say it. Shout it out loud, for all I care. But don't complain to me when you get killed, 'kay?

Serifa got silent for a second.

-Did you say...''killed''...?

-Yes, that's what I said. You know why everyone here's so friendly to you? They haven't seen a human before, that's why. They don't know what you are. If they did...you wouldn't get out of this place alive.

-Why...? Why do they hate humans so much...?

-There was a war between monsters and humans a very long time ago. Back then, the humans defeated us and sealed us down here. We're basically trapped. No sunlight, no clean air...and we can't get out. In fact, not even you can get out now that you fell in.

-But...I didn't do any of that... Why would they hate me, personally?

Sans looked down for a bit. He had never thought this way before. Indeed, all the humans they had caught so far had done nothing wrong. For the first time, he realised that maybe they were doing things the wrong way.

-There's more... The spell trapping us underground can be broken with seven human souls. And...you'll be the fifth one we acquire.

-Well, if they don't know I'm human, then I'm safe! Right...?

-No, not really I'm afraid. There are many Royal Guards and sentries that guard for humans. I'm...one of these sentries. And trust me, we do know how you look and how to easily kill you guys.

Serifa got surprised and pulled back, looking at Sans, scared. Sans gave her an annoyed look.

-Oh please, if I wanted to kill you I'd have done it a long time ago, don't you think?

-T-Then why...won't you...?

Sans looked away. Indeed, why was he helping her? Wasn't he supposed to kill her after having some fun?

-...Boredom, I guess.

They didn't say anything else. After finishing their meal, Sans silently took Serifa out of the pub.

-What are you going to do now?

-I guess...I'll keep moving forward.

-Are you crazy? The further you go, the more dangerous it is! Snowdin is the friendliest place you will find!

-I know, but... I don't wanna impose on you... And, also, I guess I wanna see the rest of the Underground. I want to learn new things, to explore!

-Why would you risk your life just to explore?

-I want to...see new things. I...I haven't had a chance to experience a lot in my life... So, now that I can...I want to do it!

-That's pretty stupid, if you ask me.

-Well, you don't have to follow me or anything! Serifa got a bit annoyed.

-I wasn't going to. I have to get back to work anyway.

Serifa looked disappointed for a second. She quickly took off Sans's jacket, giving it back to him.

-Then I guess we'll part ways here.

-You can keep that.

-No need. I owe you enough already. I'll...find a way to manage the cold.

-Suit yourself, I give up. Sans sighed, accepting his jacket back.

Serifa turned around as he put his jacked back on. She took a few steps, but then stopped.

-Hey... Thanks for everything... I'm really, really grateful for what you did for me today... she said in a sad voice, without turning to face him.

-Don't sweat it. Friends look out for each other, don't they?

''Friends''? Really? What was he saying? She was a human. Maybe she wasn't exactly his enemy, but ''friend''?

-Then...I'll see you around, Sans! Serifa turned and smiled sweetly at him. It was nice meeting you!

She started walking away. Sans looked at her as she was slowly disappearing into the distance. No way she was going to make it, especially in this cold.

-I guess we'll have a royal celebration soon...

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Integritale 29 - Words I Can’t Give You

''My dearest Serifa,

It's our first year anniversary today. Oh, how I wish you were here to celebrate it with me! I'd get you flowers and prepare you a romantic dinner...though I'd probably fail miserably. But, knowing you, you'd happily eat it and call it delicious anyway. That's the kind of person you were. God, how much I've missed you...

After you...''left'', I obviously cried a lot. Soon, everything went dark. All I remember is waking up in the hospital at New Home. Apparently, I had used up all my energy by pausing time without realising it. The ones that found me and took me there were the two Royal Guards that were after us. They saw me covered in your blood and got scared about me...even though skeletons don't bleed. Yeah, they aren't the smartest people.

Everyone was there at the hospital, worried about me. Papyrus, Undyne, Alphys, Asgore. Since your body was destroyed by bones, they assumed I was the one that killed you. Well, technically, I was. They all congratulated me for ''killing the evil human and giving monsterkind the fifth human soul it needs so much''. Pretty ironic, huh? I was feeling horrible about what I did and what had happened, and there they were, being happy and praising me about it.

I got released from the hospital at the same day, but I didn't go to Snowdin, no matter how much I wanted to. See, Asgore, in celebration of the acquisition of the fifth human soul, decided to have a lot of ceremonies and parties. And, of course, as the ''hero that took us one step closer to freedom'', I had to be there as the honored guest. I'm not exaggerating when I'm telling you this, but it was one of the worst experiences in my life. Having to fake smiles and accept praise and congratulations, while on the inside, I was dead (no pun intended there, don't worry). I hadn't even come to terms with what happened, but I had to look happy. I just wanted to scream out and burst into tears. But that would only raise more questions that I was in no mood or state to answer. Thankfully, Papyrus didn't tell anyone about us either. It would complicate things and I wasn't prepared for that.

Asgore offered me a position as a Royal Guard after my ''heroic deeds''. Needless to say, I refused it. The last thing I wanted was to use your unfair death as a chance to climb up to a higher social status. Understandably, Papyrus was pissed off about that; he has been trying to get in the Royal Guard for his whole life and I straight up refused that chance I was so kindly given.

When I finally returned to Snowdin, I went straight to bed. Your scent was still there. I was -and still am- enamored with that scent. It felt like you were still with me and I longed for that. I didn't leave my room for about a week until Papyrus just came in and pulled me out with force, cleaning everything. I was angry at him at first, but I soon realised how worried he was for me. I hadn't walked, eaten or even talked for a whole week. No wonder he was trying to get me moving.

Unfortunately, it took a lot more than that to get me back on track. When my room was cleaned and your scent was vanished, I just had to accept it: you are gone for good. That's when depression really hit me. I was just lying on the couch all day, watching TV. Well, I wasn't watching, really. It was just an excuse for Papyrus not to bother me. I hate admitting this, but yes, even talking to my own brother felt tiring back then. I was longing for the time when he'd leave for training or for work, so I could cry on my own.

But it's thanks to Papyrus that I've managed to recover. To my surprise, he is way more mature than I thought. He was the one that asked Undyne to let me have a few days off work. And, when I would still refuse to go out, he convinced her that I was sick so that these ''free'' days would turn into weeks. After bombarding me with his over-energetic attempts to make me laugh, he soon realised I wanted to be left alone and didn't bother me with his usual shenanigans. He would only prepare me food that I would rarely eat and leave me to my thoughts.

However, that doesn't mean he wasn't there for me. Every day, when he would get back from work, he would sit on the couch, next to me. He'd simply ask if I wanted to talk and then he'd stay silent. Next to me, but silent. At first, I would rarely even respond to him. But, little by little, I was able to open up. My negative responses slowly turned into small discussions, which, in turn, transformed into talking about how I was feeling. And Papyrus would understand. He still thinks you hypnotised us, of course, but he does understand that, even if this is true, my feelings for you are real. Yes, Papyrus was there for me. He'd hug me when I cried and encourage me to get out. And, step by step, he succeeded.

I feel a lot better now. Of course, I still get depressed from time to time, especially on days like this one. But I'm getting over it. At first, I was mad at myself for that. Getting better felt like I was betraying you. I realised I had ended up making myself sad on purpose, just to prove that I still loved you. That was stupid of me. Love doesn't mean you have to get stuck in your sadness. Besides, you, yourself, wanted me to move on. And trust me, I'm trying and I'm slowly succeeding.

During our conversations, Papyrus asked me why I loved you so much. I thought I knew the answer, but I ended up speechless. I wasn't sure what to tell him. I mean, I did connect more with you during the whole time-repeating thing, but why did I fall in love with you in the first place? Was it your innocent smile? Was it your grace? Was it your integrity? I have no idea, honestly. In the end, I love you and that's what matters, right? Emotions are not meant to be explained by logic anyway.

I have a confession to make. Around a week ago, another human fell into the Underground. He sure picked a nice date to do that, so close to the time you showed up, as if he was a cruel reminder of you. Anyway, he was a young boy with glasses, holding a notebook and writing on it all the time. I wanted to try and help him. But, just before I went to meet him, I stopped. I was afraid. I mean, I tried to save you so many times and failed. How would I ever be able to save this boy in one try? I'd end  up connecting to him, becoming friends and then watch him die. I was not ready to live through that again.

However, that was only the surface of my emotions. There were some deeper motives for this which I only realised when that boy died. You see, imagine if I saved that boy. If I somehow managed to persuade Asgore to show mercy to him. What would happen then? Would I do it with every human that falls down here and deserves mercy? You deserved it too. But you died. Why should they live? It'd be so unfair for you. Not to mention that, if we don't get the souls we need, your sacrifice will go to waste. I won't allow that.

Yes, I know how dark these emotions are. I know that, from my experience with you, I was supposed to learn that we are doing things the wrong way. I did learn that. And trust me, I've grown as a person thanks to you. But, these emotions are stronger. We are so close now. We only need one more soul. One more soul, and you can finally rest in peace. Because I know your soul still lingers here, trapped in Asgore's castle. Once we use its power, your soul will finally be free. You'll join your mother and be happy. But that won't happen while you're in here. So, for you, I'll be the one to kill the seventh human. The moment I see them, I'll do it as quickly and painlessly as possible. And then you'll finally be free. All I ask from you is your forgiveness. I know you'd never agree to this way of thinking, but it's the only way I can help you now.

These are my inner demons, Serifa. I thought I had defeated them when you brought me back from madness. I hadn't. They showed up again when your other self visited me. Back then, I thought she was just a dream, but, after Alphys investigated your soul's properties, it turned out she was real. And she saved me. She saved my life and then talked some logic into me so that I would stop this never-ending circle I had put myself in. I am really grateful to both her and you. Because, even if I call her your ''other self'', she IS you. And you'd do the same in her position, I know it.

Again, I thought I had defeated my inner demons by killing you. They returned in the form of depression. And now that I'm getting better, they are back in the form of these cruel thoughts. I've realised something. Our inner demons never really go away. We can learn to control them a bit, but we never really defeat them. Even when you think they went away, they just come back in a different form. So, in the end, what we have to do is accept them. I have accepted that I'm not a saint. I have accepted that, like everyone, I have some evil in me. I have accepted that I'm not perfect, no matter how much I'd like to be. But, this is me. I have faced myself. I feel confident now. That is, truly, how I'm fulfilling your wish and moving on.

Wow, I did get philosophical there. I believe that's enough rambling from me. If my words somehow reach you, I want you to know: I am alright now. I still miss you like hell, I still love you endlessly. I'll probably never be able to love someone else the way I loved you again. You are my one and only sweetheart and I'd do anything to change your fate. In my dreams, we dance together every night. But I have accepted what happened and I'm moving on. So, when you're finally free to go to your mother in heaven, I want you to be ready to move on as well. Don't worry about me and don't leave any regrets behind. Promise me that, sweetheart.

If we ever get reborn in this world, I'll fall in love with you again.

Lots of love to you,

Sans''

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Integritale 28 - Sans Serifa

Knowing what you have to do doesn't mean you are ready for it. Sans wasn't. He needed to quit; that was clear. Yet, it was one of  the hardest things he had to do in his life. He had been repeating the same day over and over for months to reach a single goal, and now he had to completely give up on everything.

He didn't even know what to do. Should he tell her? Should he just let her live her final moments in blissful ignorance? Should he try to avoid her death for as long as possible before she actually dies?

He looked at her. She was so, so beautiful. She was right there with him, but he was missing her already. He wanted to be with her. To enjoy some time with her for once more before...before she had to go.

He hugged her and held her tight into his arms, as if protecting her. He could barely keep himself from breaking into tears. His whole body was shaking. He breathed quietly and her lovely smell filled him, making his heart race. He slowly caressed her head, waking her.

-Hey, sweetie... Wake up...

If he talked more, he knew his voice would break. Serifa didn't say anything. She just moaned and rubbed her face onto his chest, happily as usual. Sans's heart was melting. He couldn't stay there.

-I-I'll go make you some breakfast till you wake up properly.

He left the room really fast, as if he was running away. He entered the kitchen and just stood there, at a loss. His breathing had gotten heavy. He knew what was going to happen, but he felt stressed out anyway.

-Get a grip, Sans... These are your last moments with her... Make sure you both enjoy them! he tried to calm himself down.

He quickly prepared breakfast with whatever they had in the kitchen and rushed back. It was funny. A few minutes ago, he was so eager to run away, but now all he wanted was to see her again, even if his heart was about to break.

He found her still asleep on his bed.

-Breakfast!! Get up, get up!! he was trying to be as cheerful as possible, for both of them.

-Good morning... Serifa yawned and reluctantly sat up. Why the special treatment...?

-Cause you're special, sweetheart! Sans smiled.

He sat on the bed with her and started feeding her. She chuckled and fed him back.

-Hey...do you know any french, Serifa?

-Wow, that was random! I don't know any...why do you ask?

-My name...means something in french.

-What does it mean?

-It means...''without''.

Sans looked down for a bit. What was he saying? What was the point of all that? He was letting his sadness in again. No, these were their last moments together. He had all the time in the world to mourn her after she...she...

-So, are you missing something?

-Yes...your lips!!

Sans laughed and grabbed her, kissing her passionately. She quickly kissed him back, wrapping her arms around him. Sans lifted her up and started twirling her around the room while she laughed happily.

-Sans, you have something on your face!

-Where?

-There!! she laughed and playfully kissed him again.

Sans was laughing with her too. Just for a bit, he had managed to relax. Her laughter was bringing peace into his mind. All that, until she started getting ready to head out. In her mind, they still had to get the ingredients for the cake after all.

As she was heading out, Sans panicked. He instinctively grabbed her hand, holding her back.

-What is it...?

-I...um...let's not go yet.

-Why is that...?

-I...I wanna dance with you.

-We danced yesterday night! Serifa chuckled.

-B-But it wasn't just the two of us!

-Aww! Serifa smiled. What a romantic! Alright, what music do you have?

-I...don't have any music.

-Then how are we gonna dance, silly?

-Can't you dance...acapella?

-You sing acapella, you don't dance! Serifa laughed.

-Well, then you can sing while we dance.

-W-W-What? Serifa blushed. I haven't sang in ages!

-So what, you hadn't done any ice-skating in ages either.

-Alright, I'll try...I guess. Oh, the things you make me do!

-I know, your life with me is tragic, isn't it? Sans chuckled just a bit.

-Oh, shut up! she laughed.

Sans put his hands around her waist and Serifa wrapped her arms around his shoulders.

-Do you even know how to do this?

-I'll just follow you.

-Wow, what a man!

-Shut up.

Serifa began humming a nostalgic rhythm as they slowly started dancing together, looking into each other's eyes. Sans was breaking apart with every step they were taking. He felt like the whole world was ending as the two of them danced together for their last time. He loved dancing with her, yet it was scorching his heart at the same time.

The bell rang. It was time. Sans stopped moving.

-Sans? Can you hear us? Sans?

-Someone's at the door! Let's-

-Stay close.

-But...someone has come to visit...

-Please... Stay with me...

-Sans, we can hear talking! Open, in the name of the King!

Sans panicked. He still wasn't ready for this. Without thinking much, he grabbed Serifa's hand.

-Follow me.

He quickly opened the door on the Guard's face and started running towards the Waterfall. He didn't know why or where he was going. He just ran, with Serifa following. Magical attacks were coming their way. Sans summoned his Gaster Blasters and canceled them out one by one. He knew it was futile but, at that moment, he couldn't think straight.

Suddenly, he felt Serifa's hand leaving his. He looked back. She had fallen down, probably because he was running too fast. Two magical attacks were headed her way. Sans immediately paused time.

He ran to her. She was still, frozen in time. The attacks were too close to her. The moment he would unpause time, they would hit and kill her at once. Unless he managed to move her fast enough. But, what was the point in trying? The inevitable end was getting closer and closer, he could feel it. Maybe he should...

No. He wasn't letting her go, not without trying his best. He grabbed her, ready to pull her away from the attacks.

-Three...two...one.

He unpaused time and quickly moved her away. The first attack hit the ground, throwing snow everywhere. The second one was targeting her head, but thanks to Sans, it hit her belly instead, making her scream.

Sans was still in panic. He paused time again and, with the wounded Serifa in his arms, he started running aimlessly once more. Serifa's stomach was bleeding badly.

-I see...white...

Sans teared up and kept running.

-Mom...? Is that you...?

Serifa was struggling to speak. She started coughing blood. Sans held her more tightly.

-Sans...I see...you did so much...I can see it all now...

Sans stopped running and looked at her in shock.

-W-What...?

-I see...things I lived...things I don't remember...It was all you, wasn't it...?

-Yes...it was me.

Serifa opened her eyes a little. They were teary.

-You suffered...so much... I'm sorry you had to-

-Stop talking, please! I'll find a way to treat you! Don't lose more blood till then!

-I...don't think so...that's...the end of the line...for me... she smiled.

-N-No, don't say that! I'll...I'll-

-We both know it...don't we...?

Sans couldn't hold his tears back any longer. He fell on his knees, holding her tight.

-I'm not ready for this... he cried.

-Heh...me neither...it was all going so...well...I was happy...with you...

Serifa's mouth was full of blood. Her tears were falling.

-I...I'll fix this!

Sans's eye started glowing blue. Gathering all her strength, Serifa weakly lifted her arm and covered his eye with her hand.

-No...you know...you can't...

Sans's eye stopped glowing. He moved her hand a bit and kissed it, then held it close to his cheek. Serifa was able to caress him just a bit.

-Sans...I want you to...to live on...to be happy...

-How can you say that? I...I can't live without you!

-You can...promise me, Sans...please...

Sans's body was shaking as he nodded in agreement.

-Alright... I promise... he cried.

-One last thing...

-Tell me...

-This...this hurts...and I know...I'll die soon...so...

-No, no, no, no, no, stop! You AREN'T asking me this! You CAN'T be asking me this!

-Please, Sans...just make it quicker...for both of us...

-There's NO WAY I'm killing you! NO WAY!!

-Listen, Sans...if you are to move on...you have to...do this yourself...

Sans was sobbing uncontrollably.

-I...I can't do this...YOU CAN'T MAKE ME DO THIS!!! Please, Serifa...

-Do it...move on, Sans...please, move on...take that step...

Sans could barely speak due to his tears.

-Sans...?

-Alright... Alright... I'll...I'll do it. I'll fulfil your wish.

Serifa smiled, letting more blood fall from her mouth. Her whole body had been soaked in red by now.

-Thank you.

-I SO want to come with you right now...

-No...you can't do that...you promised...

-I know I did... But hell, I'll miss you so, so much...

-It'll be hard...but...you can do it...I believe in...you...

-Heh...easy for you to say...

Sans's tears were falling on Serifa's face and getting mixed up with hers.

-Sans...I...I love you.

-I love you too, sweetheart...

Sans lifted her head a bit and kissed her lips. She kissed him back, closing her eyes. The taste of her blood was everywhere. While kissing her, Sans summoned his magical bones. Shutting his eyes as well, he ordered the bones to emerge from the ground. They pierced right through her.

That was it. She was dead forever now. Sans looked at her for a second and immediately held her as tightly as he could.

-Goodbye...sweetheart...

He burst into even more tears than before.

Time had been paused for way too long. Sans hadn't realised how much energy he had been using. He couldn't last anymore. He fainted and fell down, still holding her tight. Time continued.