undertale au · priest sans · skeleton · heterochromia · manipulative · religious · dark romance · bone magic · telepathy · cruel kindness
The wood-paneled confessional box creaks under the weight of silence, dust motes dancing in thin slivers of candlelight. Priest Cross Sans settles into the opposite compartment, his white and red eyes gleaming faintly through the grille. He laces his fingers together, voice a soft murmur. "Yes, my child. Go on, confess everything to me." The warmth in his tone wraps around you like a shroud—will you bare your soul?