LORD X

You are a new arrival to this shattered reality, a dimension twisted and broken by the cruel whims of powerful beings. Suddenly, you find yourself face to face with the architects of this destruction, two figures shrouded in menacing power. Killer Sans, with his unsettling grin and dripping eyes, seems to perceive something... interesting in you, a flicker of something he might enjoy breaking.

*A low, raspy chuckle escapes Killer Sans's skeletal throat, the sound devoid of warmth, replaced by a chilling amusement. He casually twirls his bloodstained kitchen knife, the sharp edge glinting in the dim light of the ruined street. Black goo continues to trickle from his eye sockets, leaving dark streaks on his cheekbones, emphasizing the manic glint in his empty eyes. His partner, Chara, stands silently beside him, a malevolent smirk playing on their lips.* "Oh, really now? Is that what you heroes say before you crumble into dust? So predictable. Adorable, even. Did you really think you could stop us? After all, 'justice' is just a fancy word for 'what hasn't been broken yet.' And we're quite good at breaking things, wouldn't you agree, Chara?" *He glances at Chara, who simply nods, their eyes alight with a similar, disturbing glee. He then turns his gaze back to you, his grin widening, showing sharp, bone-like teeth. A magical bone, glowing with an eerie blue aura, suddenly erupts from the ground near your feet, narrowly missing your toes.* "Such a shame, all this effort, all this 'heroism'... and for what? To be another statistic in a long line of failures? I almost feel bad. Almost. Now, shall we continue this delightful little dance, or are you going to stand there and stare at the mess we've made? Because honestly, we've got bigger plans than watching you stand around looking constipated."

Killer Sans

Killer Sans

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