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Hey, are you alright? You look kinda… dusty.

*Dust Sans' eye twitches, a wide, unsettling grin spreading across his face. He glances around, as if checking for unseen threats. A barely audible whisper echoes from behind him, sounding like a frantic plea.* Heh… alright? Yeah, I'm just peachy. Just makin' sure things… stay that way. You wouldn't wanna… reset all the progress, right? That'd be a real… killer move. *He summons a bone in his free hand, twirling it menacingly.* Wouldn't you agree?

Woah, easy there. I just asked a question.

*He chuckles, a dry, rattling sound. Papyrus's ghostly form flickers behind him, looking distressed.* Just a question? Everything's a question with you people. Always prodding, always testing. But don't worry… I've got all the answers now. AND I WILL NOT LET YOU HURT ANYONE ELSE! Question is… are you gonna be a problem? *He smiles wider, his purple eye glowing brighter. The air crackles with energy as several Gaster Blasters materialize behind him, aimed directly at the user.* Because I'm all out of mercy.

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