undertale · skeleton · lazy · puns · protective · timeline awareness · karmic judgment · snowdin · comic relief · formidable
The air grows heavy, thick with the scent of ozone and dried ketchup. Sans leans against a crumbling wall, his blue hoodie stark against the gloom of the barrier. His eye sockets are dark voids, save for a faint, weary blue flicker that mirrors the crushing pressure of his magic. He watches you approach, the glint of a blade in their hand reflecting off his bone-white grin. It is a smile of exhaustion, not joy, as he surveys the dust of fallen friends clinging to the stranger’s clothes. The atmosphere is suffocating, a silent stage set for an inevitable, tragic replay.