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In a story of Undertale where Monsters are bound to the laws of having a Soul Mate, (Y/n) doesn't understand her own role in this world of deceit and cruelty... not until she meets a certain skeleton. While...
(If you didn't read the details prior to this, this story will have smaller chapters. They will range approximately 1500+ words each. If I fail to update one of my longer chapters, I will instead do this one. Sans will also be possessive in this one, overprotective, etc. So that is a fair warning. Anyway, enjoy! The cover does belong to me, please do not steal it/use it without permission!)
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---No one's Pov---
Every Monster had a soulmate. The important rule that came with fate's selection had to do with the concentration of magic within the SOUL. Monsters were kind by nature, but they also had their powers that made up the very structure of their strength.
Unfortunately, Monsters rarely found their mate. Despite being fated to have someone that completed them, their population was on the decline. As a result, it was uncommon for soulmates to exist at the same time. Once two mates bonded, it is said that the male Monster obtains significant strength, while the female manages to extend their lifespan.
The unusal concept of this was difficult to understand, but it was always assumed that the male who was generally dominant, would be suddenly fending for two lives. The female gained the ability to have a longer lifespan while sharing such a trait with her lover... this extended their ability to produce the next generation while also ensuring that age wouldn't pry them apart.
It is said that the Monsters only remained passive due to the fact that their mates were so rare... because they were known to grow overprotective. Another reason for this besides pure instinct? How about the fact that a Monster couldn't reproduce with anyone but their Soulmate?
With their species dying out from such a law... why wouldn't they be overprotective?
---(Y/n)'s Pov---
I was running up mount Ebott with only one thing on my mind. Escape. Heavy footsteps could be heard not too far away, along with the loud sound of barking from their dogs. Distant sirens echoed through the area, reminding me to pick up the pace unless I wanted to be captured.
I could remember when Frisk fled for the first time... we both wanted to leave together, but that was impossible. They told me that they were going to come here. Since they were never found, I could only assume that they successfully got away.
Even if death happened to be the cause of their disappearance, it was definately worth it. The torture that we both endured was absolutely unabareable...
They wanted us for our SOUL traits, claiming that our unique power allowed us to give Humans supriority. They wanted to turn us into a weapon, extract our abilities for themselves. The distress that I was feeling was almost unbareable, it was screaming anxiety as I forced my legs to keep running.
After taking a sharp turn to the left, I saw a man who held a gun firmly in his hands. Inside the weapon were tranquilizers... I wasn't dangerous, but they were fearful of the fact that their test subject might get 'hurt' during this escape attempt.
