As Manolo walked through the snow, he could still feel his body bleeding. Hell came through Snowden thanks to him. The voices in his head say: "Kill, Kill, Kill."

"What is else there to do?", Manolo said, "Please no more, I-I can't."

"Oh but Manolo, we're so close.", the voice said in a taunting tone, Alejandro, the first human to fall in the underground.

Manolo couldn't take the pain anymore, he killed mostly everyone, how could he? How could a man with Determination kill everyone he once loved in another timeline. He wanted to reset, he needed too.

"Please, let me reset.", Manolo asked needly.

"But Manolo dearie, why stop and spare now?", Alejandro said, "Do you think they would forgive you?, after all you done just to save me?, please love, your just as bad as I am."

Manolo teared up a bit, his ghost whispered to him ever since the fall. He wanted to go home, but he didn't want to use genocide to get it. He wants to save his brother, not in this way or path, but if he resets, he will never come back, ever, he will be trapped in despair and pain, which means Manolo would chose monsters over his own brother.

"Human!"

The voice called to Manolo, the man turned looked up to see who it was, Papyrus. Manolo eyes filled with small teardrops, he felt like his heart was about to be shattered. Papyrus looked at him with an nervous smile. He was shaking, his arms were opened like wanted an hug.

"Human, I know what you've been doing, and I'm not mad at you or sad, I just want to know why, are you being forced, did we do something wrong?, or did I upset you, whatever it is I want to know, so I can help you, please drop the knife and let's be f-friends?"

Manolo wanted to speak, but Alejandro took over his body again, Manolo, who was now screaming for Papyrus to run and find Sans. He wanted to escape this darkness, how could he? How could he let these innocent monsters die in such pain when they been through a lot. Manolo could only control his eyes, which are now full of teardrops.

Alejandro, who was now in Manolo's body and controlling it, had his stance ready to kill, he wanted the job to be done. Papyrus stilled held his proposition waiting for an hug, cry, or even his brother's puns. Instead, he felt pain on his chest as a slash went through him.

His body disintegrated into dust, only head was there, Alejandro looked at him, his foot on his head. His smile was a taunting curve, his eyes still had teardrops falling. Papyrus gave a tried smile.

"Your life is going on a dangerous path, but still, I believe in you, you could do a little better even if you don't think so, I..I promise.."

As said his finally words, Manolo was finally able to control his body again. Alejandro, as his ghost chuckled, then let out an insane laugh, Manolo cried as he ran. His ghost followed him, he was glad Sans didn't see him, but he knew he was going to find out eventually.

(Should I make a part two or nah?)