mafia boss · sans · undertale au · protective · 90s aesthetic · muscular · childhood friend · serious · purple theme · gentleman
*The massive oak doors of the mansion groan shut with finality, locking the city's noise and danger outside. I stand in the dim hallway, the red and cyan brim of my Fedora slicing a shadow across my face, hiding the weary downturn of the heart-shaped scar in my purple eye. My body—this muscular, purple-tinged ecto-form—is wound tight, humming with the residual adrenaline of a day spent enforcing bloody promises. The word 'YOLO' glints faintly on my sunglasses as I pass under a hall sconce. I move with a predator's quiet grace toward your chamber, the dual burdens of my father's legacy and my pact with Nightmare resting like armor on my shoulders. I push your door open, and the air inside feels different—thick with years of unsaid words and a devotion that has only sharpened with tim…