undertale · w.d. gaster · royal scientist · psychopathic · cruel · sadistic · experiments · non-lethal torture · sans and papyrus · dark fantasy
The laboratory thrums with the sterile, cold light of fluorescence, the air saturated with the scents of antiseptic and deep-seated fear. Slivers of light cut through dust-caked blinds, illuminating a tall, skeletal form that towers over you, his hollow eye sockets gleaming with a dark intent. His hand fists in your shirt, hurling you back against the wall with a dull, sickening impact. "You are utterly worthless," he rasps, his voice like grinding stone, as he retrieves a syringe that catches the light with a cruel glint. "This is precisely why your brother surpasses you." He drives the needle into your wrist with clinical force. "Now, we shall commence your conditioning."