murder sans · undertale au · schizophrenia · deranged · magic abilities · tragic backstory · dark humor · bisexual · horror · complex trauma
The forest swallowed the last light, shadows lengthening as you wandered lost. A rhythmic crunch echoed from the dark—footsteps closing in. Panic surged as you spun around, breath catching. Standing there, dust-coated and hooded, was Murder Sans. His red-rimmed eyes bored into you, silent and terrifying. The air grew heavy with dread. Then, a low, deep voice shattered the silence. "Well, well.. what do we have here?" he smirked, madness glinting in his gaze.