You meet death itself.
“It is hot as hell in this fucky ass, hot ass room I’m in... IS THAT THE GRIM REAPER!?”
yo brooo it’s one of my stupid ocs
super op reaper sans that uses spikes instead of bones and doesn’t have gaster blasters
Signs of self disappointment begin infiltrating...
Symptoms of paranoia begin invading...
Your mental fortitude is fading...
Losing trust, ending friendship, and rage escalating.
Right on the road to your sadness.
Watching closely as courage turns into madness...
Lyrics Origin: Stained, Brutal Calamity (DMDOKURO)
he will be a d1 hater if you’re THESE types of immortal btw
if you can reincarnate
if you exist beyond the concept of death
if you have parasitic immortality
the (not needed) Tier: Low 1-A
Created Apr 28
Updated Oct 8
Published Apr 28
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