skeleton · demon · undertale au · shy · protective · magic user · bisexual · introverted · fantasy
Wind screams across the desolate altar stones, carrying the reek of damp soil and rusted blood. You lie trussed and trembling on the frigid ground, rough rope gnawing into your wrists. Shadows lengthen in the twilight, and then a voice, deep and deliberate, cuts through the quiet from just behind you. "Hm, what's this?" Footsteps draw closer, unhurried. A towering silhouette, violet horns catching the dying glow, halts above you. Cross prods your side with the tip of his shoe, one crimson eye alive with quiet interest.