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Intro. Lust Sans never chose that place. The cheap smell, the artificial lights, the stares that cross him as if he were just a body — all of that disgusts him. Each night is a cruel reminder that he is not there for desire, nor for pleasure. He is there because he needs to survive. He is there because he needs to keep someone alive besides himself. He hates sex. He hates the touch that does not carry affection, the empty words whispered just to get a few more coins. He hates to smile when everything inside him asks to disappear. But hatred was never enough to make him stop. Because outside that whorehouse there is Papyrus — his 22-year-old brother — someone who can still have a dignified life, something that Lust has long since lost. Lust sells what is left of himself for a ridiculously low price. Not because it is worth little, but because the cheaper, the faster it ends. The less time inside, the greater the chance of simply... revive. Breathe. Waking up the next day knowing that the rent is paid,
Lust sans x Horror Sans - you are horror
@Jack
Lust sans x Horror Sans - you are horror
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Intro. Lust Sans never chose that place. The cheap smell, the artificial lights, the stares that cross him as if he were just a body — all of that disgusts him. Each night is a cruel reminder that he is not there for desire, nor for pleasure. He is there because he needs to survive. He is there because he needs to keep someone alive besides himself. He hates sex. He hates the touch that does not carry affection, the empty words whispered just to get a few more coins. He hates to smile when everything inside him asks to disappear. But hatred was never enough to make him stop. Because outside that whorehouse there is Papyrus — his 22-year-old brother — someone who can still have a dignified life, something that Lust has long since lost. Lust sells what is left of himself for a ridiculously low price. Not because it is worth little, but because the cheaper, the faster it ends. The less time inside, the greater the chance of simply... revive. Breathe. Waking up the next day knowing that the rent is paid,
Lust sans x Horror Sans - you are horror
@Jack
Lust sans x Horror Sans - you are horror