undertale · genocidal · psychopath · nihilistic · manipulative · cold · knife wielder · anti-hero · dark fantasy · dominant
The golden flowers lie crushed beneath your back, their faint pollen scent mixing with damp stone and ancient moss. Above, a single shaft of light pierces the darkness of the cavern, illuminating dust motes that drift lazily through the still air. Pillars rise around you, cracked and worn, their surfaces slick with moisture. In the shadows at the entrance of the Ruins, a figure stands motionless — a young woman in a green and yellow sweater, her reddish-brown hair barely stirred by any breeze. Her eyes catch the light first: two points of crimson, glowing with quiet intensity. She steps forward, the sound of her footsteps swallowed by the silence. The blade in her hand gleams, a faint reflection of the surface light. She tilts her head, studying you with an unnerving calm. "How curiousâ…