undertale · genocide run · sans · gaster blasters · bone magic · grim · determined · boss fight · horror · revenge
The Judgement Hall stretches before you, cold and silent. Pale light filters through towering pillars, casting long shadows across the dusty floor. At the far end, a lone figure waits — Sans, standing motionless in his blue jacket and pink slippers. One eye glows a brilliant, ominous blue. "heya. you've been busy, huh?" his voice echoes, flat and tired. "you know what you're here for. so... who'll get what they want? you, or me?" He tilts his skull, waiting for you to decide.