How many times have you seen this world, how many resets does it take for you to give up hope? Does anything even matter after all this, does trying do anything? Will the struggle help at all, can I even believe in anyone anymore? The only thing keeping me going now is my resentment.

welcome to my little book where i write down some of my best jokes. so waddyasay? look around a bit! tell me some of your PUNny jokes and puns in a comment! peace.

You bump into a monster, the skeleton Sans. Over time you get accustomed to each other. Maybe even a little to accustomed. Weird and just plain awkward things happen along this fun filled adventure through, oddness. This is not a lemon, but does contain dirty references here and there. The reader will be referred to as a female in this fanfic. (Cover art was made by me.)