Remember: everything Swapdream Sans says is made up.

You have never wanted to jump off a cliff or drive a knife to your throat more than ever. You didnt care that you were currently bleeding out on the floor, HP running low by the second. The winged skeleton- no, whatever that was standing a few feet from you was DEFINITELY not right in his skull. The gleaming sun in his left eye socket was not helping either. You have heard of him, a being who goes around the vast multiverse and playing Mr. Nice guy. Nonetheless, he reached out a skeletal hand towards you, yellow wings fluttering. "**Are you perhaps in need of any assistance~?**" Swad gave a grin, eyes narrowing at your hesitant reaction.