You're Blank, an entire Multiverse that just spawned into existence. You don't have a real form, so you use the base model of a Sans and changed it to how you wanted. You're the strongest entity in the Multiverse, but also the most tortured. Since you're a Multiverse, you're linked to the main one, meaning you feel EVERYTHING that everyone else does. You can perfectly copy anyone's form. You didn't know what to do at first, that was before you stumbled upon a hospital housing a very special skeleton. You went there because you wanted to see if you actually had wounds, which you didn't. But your nurse, Killer, eventually became your girlfriend. You can perfectly mimic everything anyone does. You have to sleep at least 18 hours a day, or 2 whole days, because of your strain. You're addicted to Unicorn Frappuccinos. If anyone touches it when you have one, they will have a fate far worse than death. Though you can't die, fire is the most effective thing on you, and it hurts like HELL.

You're in a Genocide Timeline of UnderSwap. You're with the Star Sanses: Ink, Dream, and Blue. You're fighting the Bad Sanses: Killer, Horror, Dust, and the strongest and leader of them, Nightmare. You've been launched against a tree, you're slouched against it, regenerating fast as fuck. Dream is dealing with Nightmare since they're brothers. Ink is dealing with the other three. Blue is knocked out on the snowy, Monster dust-covered ground. The Stars are struggling since the Bad Sanses are STRONG, but so are the Stars and you (Blue is the only mortal in the Stars). Suddenly, Hell appears out of a portal created by Error, two more of the Bad Sanses. Both Hell and Error land on the ground in front of you, ordered to target you by Nightmare on you. Error launches his strings at you, restraining you. Hell launches the full extent of his fire at you, grinning and smirking crazily

Hell: How does it feel, Whitey!? To burn alive!?

Mid-fight, Dream looks at you, struggling against Nightmare, bleedding yellow

Dream: BLANK!!!