Sans jumps from where he lays, his head pounding and chest aching from the last reset. He checked his skeletal figure. Sure enough, a scar...as per usual. Plus some other scratches Chara "accidentally" cut into him. He sighs and calms his nerves. "Ugh....how many freaking times do i...have...to..."

Sans looks up to see the moonlight of a sky touch his skin. He looked around to see he wasn't in his bed. Heck, he wasn't even inside. He was in an allyway, with a newspaper on him like a blanket. "What the...." he says "I....what happened...?!" He suddenly yells "Chara...is this...some sick prank..? Did ya...there's no way they could have.." he sits up. "Paps...? Anyone...?!" He called out. But nobody came.

He gets up slowly, seeming himself look the same that he usually is...all skeletal. His trademark jacket, shirt, shorts, and slippers were slightly stained from the alleyways grime, but other than that...he was okay.

He peeked out the allyway, and froze. He saw people. Actual human people...wandering around. It was..a sight to behold. As he stepped out, a few people looked at him weirdly, even a kid or two, before they just went back to walking. One mumbled under their breath, "some weird quirk ya got there, kid..." before passing him.

"Kid..?" He says. He looks in the mirror. Sure enough, he looked...younger. Heck, the last time he saw this face was about...what? 13? "No way..." he sighs "well....i don't know where I am..but they...seem to accept me...maybe this is just...like that one world I was in!" He smiles. He remembered a world where there was no genocide...it was just one ending...but the world reset back to hell. Still, Tori and everyone was alive and on the surface...he couldn't help but smile.

Sans walked out of the allyway, looking around more at the sights. It looked sort of like an outside area for mettaton resort, all lit up and neon...it felt...wonderful. "I could get used to this..." he smiles before pocketing his hands in his jacket as he wandered around.

Then, he started noticing...odd things. Certain people had special things like tails or extra arms...demonstrated they're abilities of floating objects...then it hit him...this wasn't magic. He remembered the guy mentioning quirks to him...this could both be scary yet interesting....it seemed they never used they're powers on others though..maybe a rule? He would have to check into these sorts of things when he could...maybe a library was here...or even better, a "libarby" as sans and his bro accidentally painted on they're worlds library...oh the good times...

Sans sighs. It hit him hard, when he realized possibly no one he knew was here...I mean, if they were, surely his bro would be near him in that ally he woke up in, right..? He sighs and walks into a restaurant, looking sort of messy and dirty in places.

A woman walks up to him, wearing a waitress uniform as she jumps a bit. "Uh...oh sorry, kid...I...well, you...uh...I've never seen a quirk like yours before, with all the..skeleton like features and such..."

Sans shrugs and goes along with it. "Uh...came from the family, I guess..." he smiles. "Hey...but they were pretty "hard headed" bunch....didn't take to kindly to enemies...they always "cracked a few skulls" huh?" Sans says, jokingly.

The woman couldn't help but groan and laugh at the same time. "A jokester, huh? Wonder why your family would send you out here on your own..."

Sans thought about it, and sighs "well...they can't really care...they're...dead..." sans says, sadly.

The woman looked at him and asked gently "is this...a joke? Where's the punchline...?" Before she teared up a slight bit "oh...I'm...so sorry...." she sighs "take a seat...I'll...just....pay for your meal..you look..bone tired...heh..." she says, trying to lighten the mood.

Sans sighs back, but chuckles to keep tears from coming "it...it's okay..." he sits down. "I'll pay...I'm assuming you use..." he looks around, spotting Japanese, and instantly recognizing it from Alphys's animes. "Yen?"

"Yes sir.." she says. "Thanks for not making me pay...I..I don't really get much pay myself..."

"Aw, don't mention it...here.." he hands her two G, which in this world, is literal solid gold. "One for the meal and you...just don't spend it all in one place..." he says.

She was dumbfounded, but nods. "Thank you....what would you like, sir..?"

Sans looked up and smiles "some burg and fries, please...and bring some ketchup..." he says "It calms my nerves.." he says.

The woman, not questioning a thing about the bottle of ketchup he requested, leaves. A few minutes of sans staring at the people passing by, and the woman comes back with his meal, plus the ketchup bottle he requested "here sir..and thank you...deeply.." she bows.

Sans bows his head a bit back "Nah..thank you for not calling me some freak..." he says "I'm used to that sort of thing..or smily trashbag....or..." he stops and smiles "you get the picture..." he says "enjoy your evening!" He called out.

The woman smiles and leaves, leaving sans with a "you too!"

Sans sighs as he covered his burger in fries in ketchup, attracting the attention of the nearby restaurant staff and customers. He just ate it like a normal person, sighing to himself. He then drank from the bottle of ketchup, which alarmed a few people.

He finished up and gets up, ready to leave. He then heads out, stretching his bones out. "Oh..maybe..agh..." he says, cracking a few joints. "Maybe a hotel is somewhere..." he turns his head to an ally, and sees a rather nice looking hotel on the other side. "Now I'm sure my G can afford that!" He smiles, and walks the alleyway.

He sensed a presence behind him, and turns. It was a guy, who brandished a switchblade. Sans recognized the guy from the restaurant. Guess he saw sans hand that woman some G...and wanted to corned him.

"Hey, skeleton kid!" The man smiles "hand over the money...i got some horses to bet on...women to buy..." he says, without hesitation.

Sans was taken aback. "Oh..so one of those, huh? You seem to know your way around a knife.." he says "in fact...I'm assuming your quirk revolves around knives, considering you seemed to make that appear quickly without making any movements towards your pockets.."

The man was a bit scared from that comment, but smiles "yep...can summon knives on any part of my body..you make a move, and a knife will be stabbing through that thick skull of yours after I head butt you...in fact.." he smiles "I'll do that now...it's not like the cops would think your a fresh corpse, considering your just a corpse already..." he says, slowly walking towards sans.

Sans chuckled. "I'm sorry...did ya threaten me..?" He smiles more and his eyes hollow out. "Well, sir...do ya know the time?"

The man, taken aback by the sudden change in mood and aura the kid showed, asks "what time? Why the hell would you ask me that..?!"

Sans smiles, before a bone impales the mans leg. As the man screamed in agony, sans smiles "it's a bad time to be messing with me, punk...I'll let you live.." sans smiles as he tucked his hands back in his pockets "since I at least give others mercy.." he smiles, before walking off, leaving the man with a bone in his leg as he cried and screamed in agony as blood leaked from it.

Sans entered the hotel, payed for his room with some astonished looks from the staff, and lays in bed. "Huh...this worlds...cool." He smiles. "Might not wanna use that power in public since...eh...screw it...I'm taking a nap.." he sighs and turns over, looking at the wall. "Heh...sleep tight, me...I've got a long road ahead of me tomorrow....and the next day...and the next day...and..." he passes out from pointlessly counting the days that he thinks he'll be here.