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“The best revenge is not to be like your enemy.” - Marcus Aurelius

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'Is cold'

But it never stopped, snow is dancing as it fall, making a fine layer in the roof. A monster who live there are never bothered by them

A Normal "Day" in snowdin

one of them lives there is a skeleton with a blue jacket. his name is sans, sans the skeleton. he like taking a nap in his post enjoying the cold that provided in snowdin, sadly. his sleeping beauty has to be interrupted by a loud pounding on snow

"BROTHER WAKE UP YOU LAZYBONES, YOU'RE SLEEPING IN YOUR STATION AGAIN! AND YOU STILL HAVEN'T RECALIBRATED YOUR PUZZLE FOR HUMAN!"

A blaring voice woke him from his slumber. Sans lazily opened his eyes and saw a skeleton similar to him with a red scarf, none other than his younger brother, Papyrus.

" * chill bro.
  * I'm doing it later."

answer sans with his usual lazy voice

"UGH!!! NOT ANOTHER"

Whined, annoyed by his brother's answer. Sans just laughs it off and the bickering between the two skeleton brothers continues.
What lovely bonding between two of
them

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Chara        LV19     180:08
Last corridor

Continued       Reset

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But times go by so fast like a blink of eye

The judge stands silently in the middle of the luxury corridor, accompanied by the light that penetrates all the large glass. patiently awaits a certain human.
why?.. It's just the rule and there is nothing he can do about it.

Sans stood there, playing echo flower to ease his griefer to his family. he stared at the flower with Little sad smile, The flower is remind him how much he adored them when he was young.

'Sigh'

All he wants is just to go back to his routine and spend his time with friends and family. But clearly universe never lets him have that...

there is no time to think about it, right now he has a job that has to be done.


Thud... thud....

sound of their step echoes throughout the corridor, each step make his vengeance for his family growing bigger. The human bring a dreadful aura to the corridor with their sinister smiles and dusty knives in their hand. The judge came to face to face the killer.
Sans keeps the flower in his pocket and gazes at the human

'Sigh' here we go again

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