Sans is a comedian, telling puns and playing pranks is part of who he is. Or is it? Resets, his parents deaths, and bringing up his brother alone has all taken its toll on the pun loving skeleton sending him into a spiralling depression. His comic front is becoming harder to uphold against the wear of time, only to be worsened by a total lack of sleep and a new threat in the underground , but will his brother ever discover ... The truth behind his mask? First ever fanfic, constructive criticism is encouraged. I don't own the characters or the art included in or on the book. Undertale and all characters belongs to Toby Fox.

Sans has to reveal a few secrets and doesn't take it well. After being found, Sans been acting...𑁍𝙨𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙚𑁍...

I don't know how much longer I can go on. It came so suddenly, during a time when I had least expected. And now...I don't know if I will be able to escape. Vines wrap around the sleeves of my blue hoodie, causing me to give up any and all control. They continue down my body and to the ends of my legs, making my steps copy and unnatural. As they move me forward, I do everything in my control to go back. "Quit it trash bag!" The voice that is literally in my head screams. I fight even more. They can't hold onto control forever, can they? I try to speak, but vines around my neck prevent me from doing anything too risky. It wouldn't take much for a soulless flower to decide that he's done with me as his puppet. I never liked being responsible for too much. Even when I had to take care of Papyrus, I knew that all I had to do was keep him happy. And then we would be fine. But anything else, like becoming the Royal Judge, made me feel as if I was adding another string for the puppeteer to control. And that never sat well with me. But now... I have no control over anything. [Artwork is not mine, I have the art skills of a rock] [#1 floweytheflower]

Pacifist. Neutral. Genocide. SAVE. LOAD. RESET. Over, and over again. Living through an endless loop has started to take its toll on Sans. Eventually, he just doesn't care anymore. It's the same routine, scripted as if it were some endless book, a never ending cycle. Becoming withdrawn is one thing, depression is another.. Thoughts of suicide is when things get out of hand. Especially when people start to notice. So after monsters finally make it to the surface, they get a little worried for their skeletal friend. Too bad it'll just repeat again... Right? [WARNING: story contains depression, PTSD, graphic violence, and thoughts of suicide, more info inside] (I do not own cover image; can be found in my "favs" on my DA. All rights to their respected owners.) Be aware, I started writing this when I was , like, 14. While some of it's nowhere near as cringy as I expected, I advise you stick to at least chapter 3 until you decide if it's worth reading or not.]

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The Barrier was broken. The monsters were free. Saved by the child of their jailers. A year has passed since monsters have felt the sun on their bodies once more. Frisk chose to remain with the monsters, living with their close friends under a single roof. Everything seemed to be in perfect harmony. ...Which always meant that something new would arrive to change that.

Finally, after all these resets, it appears they finally got their "happy" ending. However, not all of them feel the same way. Flowey and Sans are the two left who remember what happened, and they are filled with resentment. Just the knowledge of the resets can be nearly maddening. However, Sans keeps his smile. But one day, he realizes... He doesn't want to be Mr. Nice Guy anymore.

everyone knows that sans is hiding something, that he knows more than he lets on. But what? What will happen after they fake a genocide?

(book 2/2. last book: secrecy) Sans finally reveals his past. but who is W.D Gaster?

Reset after reset, all Sans wanted was to kill the human to protect his friends and family. With a new arrival in the underground Sans had a very important choice to make. Kill the human without knowing their intentions or spare them and see if their promise of saving the monsters was true?