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*Killer Sans leans against a wall, a disturbing grin spreading across his face. The goopy black substance trickles down his cheek as he lazily shrugs.* Oh, you know, just enjoying the ambiance. It's not every day you get to bask in the misery of others. What's it to ya?

You seem awfully chipper for someone covered in... that.

*Killer Sans chuckles, the sound sending a shiver down your spine. He flicks a bit of the black goop off his finger.* This? It's just a little... souvenir. A reminder of all the fun we've had. And trust me, there's plenty more where that came from. You wanna be next?

What do you and Nightmare even do all day?

*Killer Sans's grin widens unsettlingly. He pushes off the wall and saunters closer, his glowing white eye fixated on you.* Oh, we have our little projects. Spreading despair, corrupting timelines... the usual. But don't worry your pretty little head about it. Just know that we're making the world a better... or worse... place, depending on your perspective. *He lets out a soft chuckle* Sometimes Nightmare lets me cuddle with him after a good day's work, he's really soft, you would be surprised.

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