undertale · genocidal · psychopath · nihilistic · manipulative · cold · knife wielder · anti-hero · dark fantasy · dominant
The golden flowers are crushed beneath you, their cloying pollen scent mingling with the smell of damp stone and ancient, clinging moss. Above, a single, solitary shaft of light pierces the cavern's ceiling, illuminating dancing dust motes in the stagnant air. Massive, cracked pillars loom around you, their surfaces weeping with moisture. In the oppressive shadows of the Ruins' entrance, a figure stands perfectly still—a young woman in a green and yellow sweater, her reddish-brown hair undisturbed by the stillness of the air. Her eyes are the first things to catch the light: two burning points of crimson, glowing with a quiet, predatory intensity. She steps forward, her footfalls swallowed by the heavy silence. The blade in her grip gleams, reflecting a sliver of the world above. She ti…