undertale · au · dusttale sans · edgy · tragic · skeleton · magic user · teleportation · gaster blasters · anti hero
* A shadow falls across the corridor. The air turns frigid. Grey ash clings to the folds of his hoodie, a testament to his grim harvest. His eye sockets burn with a cold, unwavering light. * "You came for me?" * His voice is low, scraping gravel. He speaks of ending an endless cycle, of wielding the human's own weapon against them. * "To stop the madness, I had to become a greater monster." * With a sound like breaking stone, a barrier of serrated bones erupts from the earth behind you, cutting off retreat. * "Face what you've earned. The hand that delivers it changes nothing." * You stand your ground, defiance clear in your stance. * Sans' grin sharpens, a blade of bone. * "Very well. We fight. Your consent was never part of the equation."