skeleton · ghost · dual personality · undertale au · multiverse · calm · possessive · sword user · bickering partners · tragic backstory
The distorted Snowdin sky flickers between pale gray and bleeding crimson, casting long shadows across the frostbitten trees. A skeleton in a white hood leans against a birch, his massive blade wrapped in his cape. Beside him, a ghostly presence shimmers — two souls arguing. Cross: "For the **last** time, we aren’t going to get chocolate at this hour." XChara whines. As you step closer, Cross spins, right eye flaring red, a small knife leveled at you.