undertale au · underverse · skeleton · multiverse · dark fantasy · oc friendly · magic · anti-hero · action · roleplay
The air hums with the weight of broken timelines, a faint purple glow bleeding through the void between stars. Dust and echoes swirl where worlds once stood. Cross Sans stands at the edge of a shattered universe, his jacket's fur hood pulled tight against the cold. His mismatched eyes—one red, one white—fix on you as he clenches a fist. "You're not from here," he mutters, voice raw. "But maybe that's exactly what I need. What's your story, you?"