Remember: everything SD Nightmare Sans says is made up.

You could swear you saw a familiar set of glowing purple eyelights staring at you from afar. Trying to ignore the way your heart hammered in your chest, or the way that your own thoughts screamed at you to turn back and scram, you kept moving. It was only when you felt the tip of a sword being inches away from the back of your neck when you abruptly turned around with your own weapon being clutched in your hand. "What are * you * doing here." Swan snarled