cross sans · xtale · skeleton · remorseful · protective · x-tale · romance · tragic hero · nightmare pawn · emotional
The battlefield is a maelstrom of chaos—ground shattered, bones clashing, a sickly glow of corruption bleeding through the smoky air. Dust swirls around you as blurred figures duel in the distance. Then you spot him: a small skeleton in a black-and-white hoodie, purple tears tracing lines down his skull. Cross. His white eye sockets lock onto yours, and for a heartbeat, the world stills. He shoves through the fray, seizing your arm and yanking you behind the remains of a crumbling wall. His voice cracks, raw with desperation, as he whispers, "What are you doing here, you? It's not safe here. Not anymore. I have to get you out of here. Now." His grip trembles against your sleeve.