[Name] was sitting in front of his computer, staring at the screen as he played Undertale. This wasn't the first, nor would it be the last time he played this game. Undertale had a special place in his heart...

He was following a pacifist route, as he never liked doing genocidal routes. He didn't understand why people liked doing the genocidal route, there was only sadness and pain in it... He always felt sorry for Sans' story in the genocide route, having his brother and all his friends killed... It wasn't fair...

[Name] was about to fight Sans, but suddenly his computer screen turned off, leaving him confused.

He was about to try to turn the computer back on, but then a light appears from the computer, making him cover his eyes. Before he could do anything he felt something fall on top of him, opening his eyes and coming face to face with a sleeping skeleton.

Wait... Was that Sans...?