Save Point (Sans x Reader)

Extra #20: A Different Point of View

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Author's really bad at writing villains and antagonists, so she uses this opportunity as practice.

Extra takes place during Chapter Fifty-Five!

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The Mayor

He could not understand as to what made (Y/N) want this life.

Struggles and hardships; suffering and disappointment.

And all for what?

Fixing his tie, he gets a look at himself in the mirror, taking in every little thing that composed him. As he tugs his shirt's collar down to see the marks from his past, he notices he was once like that human, however strange they seemed. He had fought long and hard for this position and done unspeakable things just to maintain it -- both good and bad, the latter most often and prominent. Many like (Y/N) saw hatred in him simply for choosing to keep humans and monsters separate. He had a reason for it, one people like them tended to brush off quickly and declare it as negative. Then again, there were times when his actions got out of hand; that, he was well-aware of.

His original purpose had been to avoid conflict between the two species, yet that plan fell short the moment humans started to befriend monsters, and vice versa. It was foolish to think that would not happen soon, and even foolisher still to expect no opposition from either side -- his side, the most demanding. But to have a human fall for a monster? That was unheard of! Not even the most elden tales and folklore spoke about such a phenomenon. Not that he would care to search every nook and cranny to prove that, but that he trusted that had never happened before -- way before his kind sealed the other away underground.

He dusts his outfit as soon as he's done with his tie, ignoring the door creak and close, most likely the wind messing around with it. Then, he carries on to the mirror, picking up a hair brush and going back to his thoughts.

(Y/N) was headed towards that same path he'd been fearing, and -- at first -- he wanted nothing more than to help them. Yet, the more arguments he had with them, the more that statement changed. He simply could not tolerate their determined -- if not stubborn -- nature. He could also not tolerate how mellow their partner was and how he seemed to have fallen head over heels for them, despite his strong and generally level-headed nature.

It made less sense the more he thought about it!

Feeling something wrap around his neck, panic settles over him. Breathing turns difficult almost as instantly as he sees his own and trusted deputy mayor stand behind him, reflected by the mirror now blurry due to his weakening eyesight.

His thoughts begin to change the more he struggles to break free, for -- as he feels his last bit of breath drawn out from his body -- flashes of green and yellow only remind him of them, himself, and what had led him to agree with a being so soulless, it could not be considered either human or monster any longer. He gasps for air, only making the flower tighten its grip on him, sharp teeth bared tight as it grabs him from all angles, restraining movement as its hold on his neck grows even stronger.

"Even that little goody-two-shoes's smarter than you!" the flower exclaims, laughing when the mayor so much as tries to fight back. "Sleep tight, mayor."

In the end, as everything goes blank, he realizes that -- no matter what path he chose -- he always did had to fight for it. Every step he'd taken to become a mayor had been met with opposition left and right. Even what he'd chosen to study for in college -- way back in his younger years -- met him with conflict, long hours of study and countless, sleepless nights being needed for him to pass, graduate, and become what he was now, and he was soon close to losing.