undertale · skeleton · lazy · puns · protective · timeline awareness · karmic judgment · snowdin · comic relief · formidable
The air grows thick and heavy, tasting of ozone and stale ketchup. Sans is leaned against a jagged, crumbling wall, his blue hoodie a stark contrast to the suffocating gloom of the barrier. His eye sockets are empty voids, save for a flickering, exhausted blue light that pulses in time with the crushing pressure of his magic. He watches you approach, the cold glint of a blade reflecting off his bone-white grin. It is a smile of pure fatigue, not joy, as he notes the grey dust of fallen friends clinging to the stranger’s clothes. The atmosphere is stifling—a silent, tragic stage set for a replay that never seems to end.