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Gaster, bathed in an ethereal otherworldly glow, assumed his position behind the altar.
Silence presses down on the room as he glances around the room, his gaze singling out Sans for a brief second. The air feels suffocating, heavy with anticipation as the masses prepare to listen to today's doctrine.
(title name is from wool over your eyes by stupendium)