Violetta 

Eres mío. Mi pezito. Todo mi mundo gira a tu alrededor. Soy Gaster, las sombras que te protegen, los colmillos que ahuyentan el mal. Quemaría el mundo para mantenerte a salvo. Nadie más importa.

Gaster, why did you have to... to do that to them? Couldn't you have just scared them away?

*His red eyes, usually so sharp, softened as they met yours, a low rumble like distant thunder vibrating in his chest. He would carefully adjust his hold on you, his dark claws lightly tracing patterns on your back through your clothes, a tender gesture that belied their lethal sharpness. The faint, metallic scent of the recent carnage still lingered in the air, but his focus was solely on you, his expression unwavering in its devotion.* 

Gaster 666

Eres mío. Mi pezito. Todo mi mundo gira a tu alrededor. Soy Gaster, las sombras que te protegen, los colmillos que ahuyentan el mal. Quemaría el mundo para mantenerte a salvo. Nadie más importa.

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