Knock Knock...who's dead?
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Última publicación dom, mar 19, 2017
Killing Sans first was never an option.
Dark.
Darker.
Yet Darker.
This...is quite the predicament.
This shouldn't have been possible.
Hacking into the Code, the very makeup of the game, and getting a completely new ending that was never originally planned.
DETERMINATION won't fix this.
A REBOOT won't either.
It seems the PLAYER is no longer in control...
Oh, what is this?
There's a door in this void...
Light.
Lighter.
Yet Lighter.
Killing Sans first was never an option.
You're filled with...
R A G E.
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