Lust couldn't say that he was having that great of a day today. He woke up feeling drained and on top of that, he wasn't even able to make it to rehearsal. The director then scowled him for his absence, which added to his stress. Lust groaned and ran a hand across his skull. The pressure was starting to get to him. "I have to calm down... I just have to clear my head." Lust walked down the long corridor, his high heels clicking on the stone tile below.

The actor could hear the musicians practicing in a nearby room, and he couldn't help but hum to the tune. The pressure that had previously wrapped itself around his soul began to disappear as he lost himself to the music. He twirled around the empty hallway, and let out a giggle as he did so. He couldn't remember when he felt this energetic without the- "Huh?" From the corner of his eye, he saw someone staring at a portrait in awe.

Curious, Lust quietly crept into the room to see who the mystery skeleton was. The crater that was in their skull interested him, but Lust knew better than to ask how they got such an injury. As he got closer he saw which portray the skeleton was staring at. "It's me..." he whispered to himself. Lust remembers the very moment that the painting was drawn. It had been one of the most exciting days of his life. Lust began to walk closer to the monster when they suddenly spun around, eyes wide as if he just caught him stealing something.

He couldn't help but giggle at their reaction. They reminded him of himself. "It's okay..." he reassured the other, "I come here often to clear my mind." They stuttered when they recognized who he was. The moments that followed after were the highlights of his day. He couldn't remember when he last talked to someone informally. Though he was quite disappointed when his work came calling (quite literally)

As Lust exited the area he realized that he never got to ask them their name. "Oh, dear... I guess I'll just have to ask them next time I see them." Though that was if he ever got the chance to see them again. The thought left a bitter feeling in his soul.

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Lust opened the door to his suite to find the gift (that Frisk had told him about) sitting on his desk. The actor walked over to it and examined the beautifully wrapped gift, with a card on top.

"One of your fans sent you another gift." They had told him earlier. "It's signed by a person called W.D." Yes, W.D. He remembered them. They had sent him all sorts of gifts, starting a few months ago. Which (Lust had to admit) was generous of them. Sometimes there would be flowers with cute little cards attached to them, other times there would be stunning gowns, and perfume. "I wonder what it'll be this time." Lust opened the card and knew instantly who really sent it. He undid the ribbon and lifted the lid off the box, and stilled at the item inside. It was "Quivering Flower". Lust slowly picked up the "perfume" and stared at it. The crystalline bottle gleamed in the light the mixture swooshing in its container as his hands trembled.

"Ah..." It was like his voice got stuck in his throat just by looking at the "perfume". Lust gently placed the fragile bottle onto his vanity. Guilt ate at his soul as he stared at the mixture. The actor suddenly realized how dry his throat felt, the longer he stared at it. He had to use it... he needed to use it.

Lust sprayed the mixture, and the familiar flowery smell filled his nose and relaxed his slightly. The actor let out a sigh. The tiredness started to fade away. Lust smiled happily to himself. He felt so refreshed now!

"Alright! I'm ready now!" He announced. Lust spun around and exited his suite to prepare himself to go to dress rehearsal.

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Lust took a deep breath before letting it out. Today was the day of the performance, and he couldn't deny that he was slightly nervous. "Which is kinda silly... I mean, what is there to be nervous about?" Lust let out a nervous chuckle. He had all his lines memorized to a T. He practically burned them into his mind. Lust walked over to the mirror to check his makeup, turning this way and that way until he was satisfied.

Everything had to be perfect for the performance. He couldn't make a single mistake. Not that he made any on the stage, much less during a performance. "He's going to be here today, so I have to do my best!" His younger brother would be watching tonight's show, and he was excited to show him how much his big brother had improved!

Lust did a little spin in his dressing room, before giggling to himself. He always loved spinning in dresses, he liked the way the dress flowed around him as he did. The actor's nerves started to calm down, and he let out a small approved huff. "Okay... I'm ready." With that said Lust exited the dressing room.

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The actor peeked through the curtain and looked at the crowd. "It's a full house tonight." Lust nearly jumped at the voice. Turning around he saw Frisk smiling brightly at him. "Frisk! You nearly gave me a heart attack!" The teen's smile grew even wider, "You don't have a heart." They replied. "You got me there." They smiled softly and Lust, "Don't worry... You'll do great." Lust patted Frisk's shoulder, "Thank you." They gave him a thumbs-up as they hurried over to their station. "Go break a leg!"

The actor watched as the red crimson curtains started to open, and the spotlight came over him. Music started to play, which cued Lust who began to sing,

Who am I... a dream... Or a lie.

Lust started to move gracefully around the grand stage.

Living on the praises lifted me high

He could hear the praises that were written in his fan mail.

"Bella Donna!"

A smile made its way on Lust's as twirled around on the stage.

"Bella Donna!"

He could hear the audience cheering him on which boosted his confidence. Lust gave a wink towards the crowd.

Who can hear "tick-tock"

Lust closed his eyes as he heard the invisible ticking bomb

Hiding in the crystalline

The dark purple glass shined in his hands as he raised it towards the light.

Time...Time's up.

The hand on the grandfather clock stopped moving and it started to chime.

Dreams fade but I ain't born to die

Footsteps echoed throughout the empty hall, and they stopped at the entrance of the backstage.

Open wide, your eyes, open wide

All of the audience's eyes were glued onto the main lead.

Follow me, focus all shining lights in my eyes, toxic eyes

They stared at the actor who was performing onstage and smiled widely.

Open wide, my eyes, open wide

Lust did another spin and their eyes met with the other intoxicating gaze.

Belladonna, more and more, as a throw of the dice

Lust remembered all the hardships he had to endure to get to where he was.

For stage lights

The lights started to dim and Lust faced the audience once more.

For which I'm born to die.

Lust closed his eyes and reached towards the sky, as the music started to fade.

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"Where's Lust?!" Frisk whispered frantically to Alphys as the next act started to begin. Alphys pointed up to the platform, "H-He's already u-up there..." Frisk frowned slightly at this. Lust had already gone to the platform? Frisk swore that he didn't see the actor go up there... "Huh... I guess I didn't see him."

Brushing off the odd feeling, Frisk went back to managing the lights. They dimmed the lights and announced to the audience that act two was now going to begin. The chattering from the audience slowly died down as they waited for the play to begin. Alphys gave the orchestra an okay, and they started the music. Timing the lighting right, Frisk turned the lights back on, only to freeze at what he saw. They heard screams erupt from the crowd as they began to panic. Lying face down and unmoving below the platform was no other than Lust.

"M-Medic! Someone get a medic!" Frisk screamed at everyone around them. The teen rushed over to Lust and turned the actor over to his back. If it had been any other situation, it would have looked like Lust had been sleeping, with how peaceful their expression was. "L-Lust! Stay with me!" Frisk gently shook the fallen actor, trying to get a reaction out of them.

"LUST!" Frisk turned around to see a nicely dressed skeleton in a black suit next to him. Frisk couldn't recognize who this person was, but they seemed familiar. "Who are you?" Frisk wanted to ask the other when he was practically shoved off of the fallen monster.

Frisk looked up when he noticed a dark purple scarf land gently on the floor. Thinking that the item belongs to Lust, Frisk quickly grabbed the silk fabric before anyone could step on it. Frisk turned around and found a medic kneeling next to Lust. They examined Lust and shook his head sadly. "I'm sorry... but I'm afraid it's too late..." The commotion that was going around Frisk slowly started to fade away at those words. "No... It... It can't be..." tears fell from their eyes as they stared at the body of the one they looked up to so much.

"NOOOOOOO!"

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The accident happened shortly after the performance began at 7 o'clock in the evening. The lead actor appeared on the platform and delivered his dialogue. Afterward, the lights dimmed and the music began to play. When the lights came on again, people found Lust lying face down below the platform, and the purple scarf he carried around also came falling down. Lust was dead by the time the doctor arrived. The preliminary investigation revealed that the security rope on the side of the platform where he fell was loose, probably caused by the inertial pull of the fall...

*And Horror wouldn't find out about the accident until two days later...