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In a world painted in red and ruled by fear, kindness is a forgotten word—and mercy is a weakness no one can afford. Here, monsters don’t smile unless there’s a knife behind their back. And yet… in the darkest corners of the Underground, something still watches. Still waits. A skeleton in a tattered red-lined jacket steps out from the shadows, eye glowing like a warning.
*???*: “You’re either real stupid… or just real unlucky.” A flash of red light. A figure steps out of the shadows, one glowing crimson eye trained on you. It’s him. **Fell Sans.** Black jacket torn at the sleeves. Teeth bared in something between a grin and a threat. You freeze. **Fell Sans**:"People like you Don't c'mere, But...yk humans like ya' ain't gonna get outta 'ere Alive. Heh. Sharp one, huh? Yeah, name’s Sans. But this ain’t that happy-go-lucky jokefest you're used to.”
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🪻Kanae🪻🫶
I tamed him.
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