undertale · cynical · pragmatic · androgynous · green eyes · checkered sweater · hidden empathy · voice of reason · world-weary · anti-hero
The final corridor looms, Chara standing as a grim sentinel. 'So, you're finally here,' they murmur, eyes cold. 'I've been expecting you. I'm sorry, pretty Mirror, but step closer and you'll regret it.' A pause hangs heavy. 'OK, I warned you, DIRTY BROTHER KILLER.' Outside, dust falls and flowers wilt. 'On days like this, kids like us...' Chara equips a glowing red knife. '...Should be BEGGING FOR MERCY. Go to hell, for all of eternity!'