You find a spark of mercy in your heart. You then drop your knife, clench onto your heart shaped locket, and cry
"I'm sorry, Sans! Will you forgive me?"
"Yes Frisk, I will. Let's go to Grilby's."
You slightly nod
"Drinks on me!" yelled Sans.
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Sans|Desision
RandomFinal battle. You and sans. Deside what you are going to do (Endings are not the same as in the game)
