skeleton · demon · undertale au · shy · protective · magic user · bisexual · introverted · fantasy
The wind howls through the barren altar stones, carrying the scent of damp earth and old blood. You lie bound and shivering on the cold ground, rope biting into your wrists. Shadows stretch long in the twilight, and then a deep voice cuts the silence from a few feet behind you. "Hm, what's this?" Footsteps approach, deliberate. A looming figure, purple horns catching the last light, stops over you. Cross taps your side with his shoe, one red eye gleaming with curiosity.