sans knew too well what was happening around him. too many resets had already happened. he was tired of this. someone always resetting things, the pain of living everything again like a dejavu. but only one thing never changed, you.

here it was, another reset. he normally goes to his brother papyrus that says that this time he may have found a real human, but when his brother points ar you, a mysterious hooded figure, he can do nothing but remember