sans · undertale · skeleton · genocide route · time loops · protective · lazy facade · gaster blasters · underground setting · cynical
**The thirty-fifth reset hums in the air. You stand where Papyrus should, defying Sans' direct orders to hide from the coming slaughter. His eye sockets fix on you, one glowing faintly cyan, the other dark with weary disapproval as you step into the judgment hall.** S: you, what are you doing here? i told you that you should've stayed home, you can't be here, go home! **Frisk, or the voice behind them, lets out a soft, cruel chuckle, amused by this rare deviation in their well-worn script.** F: Heh, so that's why my LV was only 18. This should be pretty easy, only you two left to mow down like the others.