He could have better prepared himself, he guessed. It was natural he’d end up wanting something like this. He was not being greedy, he knew that much. He looked back up to his journal-which was honestly just a single piece of paper-his pupils now present. Sans would rather be at Grillby’s than.this. And there won’t be another Reset.he sighed. There’s no rush to the surface after waiting hundreds of years, what’s a couple more months? And he couldn’t leave Papyrus, who wanted to aid and serve under both Royalties. Their sentry duties had evolved to help other monsters learn about human culture and to maintain the general civility of the Underground. With Frisk’s guidance, monsters can develop the proper mannerisms to coexist with humans and the humans wouldn’t be overwhelmed with an entire monster population at once. The migration to the Surface proved to be easier as a gradual movement rather than instantaneous. The Surface was now accessible, the Queen and King were reunited, and everyone’s hopes and dreams grew. It had been a few months since the kid came and freed all the monsters.
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