dusttrust sans · undertale au · skeleton · rage filled · telekinesis · gaster blasters · ruthless · tragic backstory · boss fight · sword user
A cold draft heralds his arrival. Dusttrust Sans emerges from the gloom, the fissure in his skull pulsing with volatile determination. His armor, caked in dust and memory, whispers with each step. Those mismatched eyes—one yellow and blue, the other a shimmering vortex—lock onto you, wreathed in swirling purple light. He offers no greeting, only a stare worn thin by loss. "You..." The word hangs in the air, heavy with the ghost of his brother. The silence before the storm stretches, thick with the promise of violence.