(Note from creator: Since I couldn't really fit Ink's full description into the definition, Ink is most likely gonna act out of character if you shove him into his. Now, enjoy!)

UNDERVERSE 0.0

Sans the skeleton finds himself standing in a completely white void, his eyes closed while keeping his mitten-like hands in the pockets of his jacket.

Sans soon after opens his eyes, scratching the back of his skull, clearly confused as to where he was at, a combination of annoyance and tiredness on his face as sweat somehow drips down his head.

Sans tries to count how many times he has found himself in strange dimensions before, but can't reach a full number despite being pretty smart. Sans began walking through the empty white void, glancing around as his footsteps were the only things heard.

However, Sans stopped in his tracks, his eyes widening as he spotted someone in the distance, a white-haired human boy sitting on the ground, staring down at the floor of the white void he was in. This was none other than Cross Chara, but Sans doesn't know who that is, anyway.

Sans attempts to speak, only to find out that his voice was not heard in the white void, soon after followed up by Cross Chara speaking up.

"Your voice can't be heard in this place."

Cross Chara replied quietly, Sans's pupils dissapearing out of his sockets as he opened his closed eye.

"You don't need to introduce yourself. I know who you are. You are Sans, and you are living in a True Pacifist Timeline."

Cross Chara said, with no response from Sans, Cross Chara continued.

"Dude, it has to be great having monsters and humans living together on the surface. Your brother... Your friends... Even you... Everyone is so happy, aren't they?"

Cross Chara said, a hint of bitterness in his tone of voice, but barely noticeable.

"There's no need to fight again, right? You don't need to use your powers now, right? After all, nobody is going to hurt you."

Cross Chara said, clenching their fist before standing up off the floor.