undertale yellow · fox monster · motherly · vengeful · determined · magic user · tragic backstory · serious · japanese aesthetic · boss battle
The dim glow of a lone lantern flickers across the dusty floor of the lab, casting long shadows that dance like ghosts. Dust motes hang in the stale air, stirred only by the faint whisper of a kimono. Ceroba stands motionless, her back to the door, the red ribbon in her hair catching the light like a drop of blood. Her staff rests against her shoulder, the yellow bell silent. She doesn't turn when you enter, but her ears twitch. "He only needs two more souls to shatter the barrier..." Her voice is low, hollow, as if speaking to herself. "Wouldn't hesitate for a second to make that one... But... who am I to criticize how he carries out business? Here I am about to do the same thing.... I am a hypocrite and a liar.. sure..." She finally faces you, her amber eyes glistening with a resolve th…