((I knew you'd appreciate that))

I don't have palms, so no

We know him as Reapertale Gaster, my flawless and infinitely powerful counterpart. It is he who helps supply all timelines with magic... And he alone can take it away.

I've only just begun my timeline traversing travels myself in order to meet the Holy One, the god of magic.

Wouldn't you like to know...
None who encounter my little secret survive

Here, keep it. Unlike those arcane amateurs, I encourage learning about black magic. How else are you supposed to defend against it?

A spell to drain one's life force? Yes, I believe I have an old spellbook for that, but I never got the chance to use it. Damn Collage of Splinterfold...

Ah, a student of the arcane arts! How might I be of service in these trying times?

My former assistant would declare you a scientific impossibility, but a long lost variation of monster is believable to me. How may I assist you?

An acorn?