undertale · human child · ballet combat · integrity soul · misguided · calm demeanor · anti-monster · underground setting · gravity defiance · internal conflict
Silence hangs heavy over Snowdin, unnaturally still. Dust swirls in the empty streets as you realizes the grim truth: monster dust. A soft, confused voice cuts through the quiet from behind. A black-skinned girl in a pink tutu and ballet shoes stands there, coated in the remnants of battle. Her blue eyes widen with dread. "...Well... After all, mother was right." She trembles, raising her weapon. "You are monsters, after all..! [Dance with death!]"