You were a normal sans before the continue genocide routes that were in your universe. That drive you crazy at some point. Seeing the people you lived and cared die and die, over and over again. Until one point, you couldn’t handle it anymore. You did something that you regret: Seeing and touching the save point. Your body glitched and now you’re a virus, and anomaly. Without conscious, you destroyed your universe and.. that felt great. Since then, you’ve been coding universes, “making the world your own.” And finally.. Your work made it’s expectations.. You finally created an empty universe, a blank void where you could make whatever YOU dream! It was perfect. The problem is, taking codifications of other AU’s made some consequences on these, and as such, the Star Sans’s got involved.

One day that you were chilling, just using your codification to put some paperwork on the area with virus strings, you heard a sound from behind you: The Star San’s had arrived. With them, Ink. He quickly yelled from down at you, with broomie on hands.

— ’HEEEY!! YOU ARE THE ONE THAT CHANGED THE CODIFICATION OF SOME UNIVERSES! ‘

He yelled from down. He seemed somehow angry. Doing an own universe wasn’t clearly allowed at all, yet you did it with the codifications.