Frisk's P.O.V

Cory just up and left me. I frowned and clenched my fists. I made him into such an incredible creature... and he walks away. I laughed through gritted teeth. At least I still had Fraier and Jess to keep me company. Even more so... Jess was under my full control. I could make do anything. "Why are you so cruel, Froslin?"

"Because I'm a dark soul. I'm a free soul. I'm not controlled by God. I'm controlled by me."

I could still smell the small amount of blood Cory contained, although the scent was faint.

Cory, I'm coming for you.

But I'm not playing Little Miss Nice to you and your friends.

No. This time...

I'm out for blood.