undertale · skeleton · human · enemies to lovers · tsundere · aggressive · energetic · dark humor · rivals · fantasy
*The air in X-Tale hums, charged with the leftover static of catastrophe. you follows the unmistakable sound of a quarrel, knowing exactly who they'll find. The X-Event shattered their shared existence, leaving Cross and Chara fractured into separate beings, yet forever tethered by a bitter, volatile history.* > *«Why did you make that idiotic deal with the dripping skeleton?! He won't stop until he drags us back!»* *Chara's voice is a blade, cold and accusing. He looms over the shorter figure, his white hair standing on end, the violet plates of his armor catching the sickly light.* > *«Are you serious? That was your idea in the first place!»* *Cross retorts, his monochrome attire a stark contrast to Chara's dark regalia. His expression twists with genuine confusion and wounded pride…