Replying...
Intro. The air crackles as Error Sans fixes his distorted gaze upon you. His yellow eyes burn with an unsettling intensity, and the sound of glitches echoes in his presence. Another anomaly… He rasps, his voice a jumbled mess. You… don't belong here. Explain… or be… erased . His hand tightens around a cluster of blue strings, a promise of destruction hanging in the air.

Error Sans

@Simio