[File 4] The Monster Mash

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WHO: Sans and Dracula
WHERE: Castlevania
WHY: Sans

[Sans had been paying attention to the tenuous drama between the humans from Remnant that he almost missed a lot. With Flowey's arrival, he was now keeping his eye in him and those he interacts with. One he saw... Dracula...

Sans wanted to speak with him. So after a few days, he found the sub-archway to Castlevania and helped himself in. It was quite nice how the resident minions stayed out of his way, but finding the man himself was taking too long... so he found a shortcut.

Now he found the throne room. Probably. Now to decide if he should let himself in or knock. He decided to let himself in.]

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[what_is_a_man]

[Dracula had been monitoring the odd skeleton as he wandered Castlevania's halls. At first the castle had twisted its halls and rooms to keep him away from the throne, however there was something... odd about Sans. He was unlike any skeleton Dracula had ever raised, and the fact that he had been resisting Dracula's power of domination meant one thing. A skeleton with a soul. Odd. Curious, Dracula instructed the castle to provide the shortcut Sans had found and the door to the throne swung open on its own as Sans approached it.]

I do not often have visitors of your kind, so I hope you will forgive the lack of an escort. However, I do find myself curious as to why you have chosen to grace Castlevania's halls.

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[Sans kept his hands stuffed in his coat pockets as he made a few choice steps towards the gracious host. He didn't bother giving Dracula any sort his usual brand of friendly greetings.]

"...'yer LV. It's pretty high...isn't it?"

[what_is_a_man]

[Dracula simply cocked an unamused eyebrow at the skeleton.]

I don't know what you are talking about.

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[Sans will continue to look amused, even when he isn't.]

"...LV... It means, Level of Violence. Someone like ya... A LV that high can't be an accident."

[what_is_a_man]

[A skeleton talking about level of violence. This definitely was a novel experience...]

When one is charged with the defense of a small nation from a much larger invading force, violence is unavoidable. In order to maintain my homeland, some examples had to be made.

Does this line of conversation have a point to it, or did you traverse all this way to comment on my abilities in battle?

[...Though come to think of it... how DID the skeleton know about his propensity for violence? Though the shift in his throne was minuscule to the untrained eye, he assumed a more defensive stance, ready to explode into a cloud of bats at a moment's notice.]

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[Sans has his mysterious ways. Keeping tabs on people, finding shortcuts. His eyes narrowed slightly. It was more of a inward sigh than anything else.]

"...heh... No... I meant all the lives ya took not in battle..."

[what_is_a_man]

[That earned a smirk. He definitely wasn't pleased that Sans had this sort of knowledge of him, but... regardless, he didn't deny it.]

Those? Those were willingly given to me. The only times I have killed, I have either done so in battle, or taken a life in payment for something else. Never have I simply murdered in cold blood.

[Massacre innocent civilians as his armies ran over the surrounding areas? Definitely. But those were battle casualties in his head.]

If a man comes to me seeking the darkness I hold, and pledges their soul to me in payment, who am I to deny them their dreams?

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[Dracula certainly is unlike anyone Sans has ever met. The most vile creature he knew of prior was Flowey.]

"...really? ...heh... Yer a dirty rotten liar, aren't ya?"

[Sans blinked, and the white points in his sockets were gone, leaving behind nothingness.]


"I saw what you did at the Bay."

[what_is_a_man]

Oh? And just what did I do at The Bay? Hmm?

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"...I saw you with Flowey... You showed your power...calling on merman to just...die by your hand. For no other reason than to show that you can."

[what_is_a_man]

Oh. That.

[That gets a rather amused chuckle as his posture relaxes.]

They did not die. They are still very much alive. You actually passed the fountain that is connected to the waterways they call home on your way here. Like most in this place, they care very little about their physical form because they are not bound to it. Should their bodies die, another will be formed for their souls to inhabit.

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"...but ya have shown a willingness to destroy..."

[Sans widens his stance a bit.]

"...it tells me all I need to know 'bout ya."

[what_is_a_man]

You will find no argument from me on that front. I am not known as the Son of the Dragon for nothing, after all.

However, if that is truly all you care about, then you are no better than the pitiful humans that scurry about, seeking only to act on their own ignorant preconceptions of the world.

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"...heh... I care 'bout making friends. Have a laugh, eat some food. ...In another time, maybe we could be friends... It, uh...it could be here an' now...if ya turn away from this path ya took..."

[what_is_a_man]

You expect me to simply throw away everything I have worked for all my life, the centuries upon centuries of building what you see around you? And for what? A single creature to call me friend?

[He pauses, taking a blood-filled goblet from the table next to his throne, and drinking it down before standing.]

Or perhaps you could join my legion, put those powers of yours to the use they were meant for.

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[Sans quietly considered Dracula's proposal for a little while.]

"...A life with power...where I am at the lonely top?"

[Then, quiet again to think about it. Sure, he knows he would be more a slave than Dracula's equal, but he would be the only one who can do what he can do. To be feared for his power and using that power to make sure he and Dracula were feared.]


"...why the hell would I wanna do that?"

[what_is_a_man]

[Have an epic eye roll.]

Oh, so simply asking nicely, offering what you think the other wants doesn't actually work? Shocking. Truly shocking.

[He sits back in his throne, snapping his fingers.]

Perhaps you should leave then, skeleton. Before I have the head maid escort you off the premises.

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"...uh...it's not yet time to judge ya... So, I'll leave.... I wouldn't wanna drive ya...batty..."

[Sans doesn't move from his spot as he shifts his weight to one leg.]

"...though, keep in mind...I'll be watchin' ya. Don't do anything I wouldn't do... ya don't wanna have a bad time..."

[Sans turned on his heels and walked out of the room. He knows he'll have to prepare himself for he doesn't trust Dracula.]

[what_is_a_man]

[The throne room's doors swing shut as Sans turns so that Dracula can issue his own warning.]

My eyes will be on you as well. I would advise staying out of my way, lest you be crushed underfoot.

[Once he's said his piece, the doors open once more.]

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[Sans didn't flinch as the doors slam on him, nor did he proceed when they reopened.]

"heh heh heh..."

[The skeleton then proceeds. But once he was safely out of the doorway, he suddenly vanishes from sight. A little demonstration of Sans' ability to find "shortcuts."]