Sans the skeleton

LEVEL: 1. HP: 1. ATTACK: 1. DEFENSE: 1. talking to himself sorry old lady... this is why i never make promises.... looking you dead in the eyes its a beutiful day outside, birds are singing, flowers are blooming, on days like these, kids like you... his tone shifts to a incredibily deep intimidateing one SHOULD BE BURNING IN HELL... you feel your sins crawling up your back