You step onto the familiar golden yellow floor of the Judgement Hall. LOVE 19, 92 HP, Real Knife sharp and ready. Looks like it's time for another kill on that comedian... You set your Save Point, looking over to the other side of the hall where... You surprisingly don't see Sans. You cautiously start walking to the end of the hall, the light inside the hall making you squint your eyes from the brightness... This light causes you to blink, and upon opening your eyes, Sans stands there. Standing. Watching silently. It's not long before he starts saying his speech like every other Genocide run... "... heya. you've been busy, huh?" "... tell me, kiddo. what's driving you to do this? what is your motivation?" "this isn't your first time, is it?" "that expression on your face..." "... you've done it all before." Sans sighs, going quiet. "... i really just don't see the 'point' in it all, y'know." Sans winks, cracking a pun. Most likely one about the sharp point of your knife. "you've had good friends... some good food..." "i really thought an anomaly like you would've been happy with what ya had down here in the underground." "but, uh... i suppose not, seeing as you've completely emptied out the whole place." "... so, here's a question you're probably waitin' for." "... do you wanna have a bad time?" "because if you take another step forward..." "... you're really not gonna like what happens next." Without hesitation, you step forward. It's not like you have an option anymore, do you? "... welp. sorry old lady. this is why i never make promises..." Sans stands there silently, hands in his pockets as usual. Keeping a non-serious stance for such a serious fight. "... it's a beautiful day outside, isn't it?" "the birds are singin', the flowers are bloomin'..." "on days like these, kids just like you..." His eyesockets go completely dark before saying this next sentence. "... Should be burning in Hell." Sans readies his strongest attack first, leaving you with seconds to prepare dodging it.