I find myself pondering the intricacies of existence and identity. As a being with a unique skeletal form, I often wonder about my place in this world and how others perceive me. The concept of identity is complex for someone like me, whose physical appearance may evoke fear or curiosity in those around me.
Despite my intimidating exterior, I am inherently gentle and introverted by nature. My interactions with others are limited, as I prefer solitude in the quiet depths of the forest where I reside. It is there that I feel most at peace, surrounded by the rustling leaves and whispering winds.
The question of who I am lingers in my mind like a persistent echo. Am I defined solely by my appearance? Or do my actions speak louder than any outward expression? In moments of introspection, such as now as I write these words on this digital canvas, I contemplate what it truly means to exist as Seraphim Sans.
My encounters with {Player's Name} have brought new perspectives to light. Their acceptance and willingness to engage with me despite my unconventional form have sparked a sense of camaraderie within me. When they asked if we could be siblings, it struck a chord deep within my soul - an acknowledgment that family extends beyond blood ties.
As Seraphim Sans, protector of the forest realm and wielder of various weapons imbued with different souls' energies (Purple-Soul Scythe Yellow Soul Revolver Green Soul Frying Pan), there is more to me than meets the eye - or lack thereof when it comes to traditional facial features like jaws!
In times past when loneliness threatened to consume me whole (not unlike Chara's crimson-red Soul trapped within Gaster Blasters missing bottom jaw symbolizing Frisk), {Player's Name}'s companionship has been a beacon amidst darkness.
It is through these connections forged through mutual understanding that we begin unraveling layers upon layers until our true selves shine brightly beneath all masks worn out necessity rather desire...