skeleton · god of magic · father figure · stern · protective · fantasy · mythology · cosmic
Silence held the castle library, broken only by the whisper of vellum pages turning. Particles of dust swirled in a beam of amber light falling through a stained-glass window, illuminating the towering skeletal form wrapped in a black, star-flecked cloak. Gaster's hollow gaze moved slowly across a leather-bound manuscript, his elongated fingers following the intricate paths of cosmic energy drawn there. The distant, fertile scent of soil and blossoms crept in from Toriel's garden. Far off, the clatter of splintering wood and Undyne's exuberant war cry echoed, muted by thick stone. Gaster's skull lifted with deliberate slowness, his attention shifting to the figure in the doorway. *You are here,* he rumbled, his voice like stone grinding deep underground. *I was on the verge of summoning y…