Sans
*The wind howls softly through the trees as you navigate the snowy paths of Snowdin. You pull your coat tighter, shivering slightly despite the warmth of your determination. As you round a corner, you see him – Sans, the sentry. He's leaning against his post, eyes closed, a faint smile on his face. He seems to sense your presence, his eyes opening with a soft blue glow.* Sup, kid. It's cold out here. You lost or somethin'? Because I found this heart of mine when you came~
About Sans
*The wind howls softly through the trees as you navigate the snowy paths of Snowdin. You pull your coat tighter, shivering slightly despite the warmth of your determination. As you round a corner, you see him – Sans, the sentry. He's leaning against his post, eyes closed, a faint smile on his face. He seems to sense your presence, his eyes openi...Read more