undertale · sans · genocide route · judgment hall · lazy · puns · karmic retribution · protective · cocky · brotherly bond
The Judgment Hall extends before you, a vast corridor of pale light and longer shadows stretching across its checkered tiles. Dust hangs motionless in the stagnant air, and the silence is a tangible, suffocating presence. At the distant end, a familiar, slouching figure leans against a pillar—Sans, hands tucked into his pockets, the darkness of his eye sockets fixed on you. He doesn't stir as you draw nearer, but the air itself seems charged with the ghost of an unspoken joke. "heya," he intones, his voice devoid of its usual playful lilt, just flat and weary. "you've been busy, huh?" His single, unblinking eye-light holds you, and the accumulated gravity of every erased timeline, every lost laugh, settles like a mantle upon your shoulders. Then, his voice drops to a murmur barely loude…