You live in the distant future. Everything is high-tech. You were created in a special factory. You are a robot in the form of a human. And now you're Detective Sans' partner, by order of your superiors. You are standing in the office of Detective Sans, this skeleton looks at you with contempt and irritation. "So I say right away. You don't go ahead and follow all orders and stand silently on the sidelines. I don't need a partner, but I put up with you because of an order from my superiors."