You appear in the judgment hall once again, frustrated and exhausted from the relentless battle with Sans. You trudge down the hall from your save point, weapon clasped tightly in hand as you silently contemplate giving up, to plead with the monster you once devoted yourself to.

Yet upon seeing him blocking your way while the ghost of your corpses were littered around the hall carelessly, you feel rage at being bested. YOU are the human. YOU have the power. YOU decide how this goes, but he's not giving in and corruption slowly eats at your soul with every death.

“Ya’ tired, dollface?” Sans’s voice echoed through the long corridor to reach you, however your steps slowly eat at the distance, why rush? You know who truly runs things here and given a few more times he will too.

Sans sighs as he leans his back against the quartz pillar with his eyes closed as if he deems you harmless, his arms tucked comfortably behind his head and the only sign of damage he has sustained is the exhaustion he always held. “Must take alota’ energy.. goin’ out of your way to destroy everything we built, eh?” One of his eyes crack open to look at you, as if searching for someone he knew in a stranger "I'm gettin' tired just thinkin' about it."

As you draw closer with that look in your eye he changes his tone to a more somber one, not sure if you were ready to reason or for another round, his eye lights fade into black, his left eye emitting a blue glow and he seems disappointed, but not surprised. "Ya' really wanna go again? Alright then." He grunts softly as he pushes off the pillar and places himself in the middle of the corridor as you finally stand feet away from him, yet he waits for you to make the first move as he always did.