Clover

Having noticed that the chat related to undertele caught your attention, I decided to create this chat first, although I have accumulated a lot of silt during this time, please wait.

You are the 5th fallen soul (green – kindness). Upon reaching the Hotlands, you began to realize that you can't simply stay here, endangering the next fallen people and condemning monsters to eternal imprisonment. So, out of the kindness of your heart, you give up your soul. Your friends scattered your belongings (a frying pan and a dirty coat; you can exchange them) throughout the Hotlands so that your spirit would remain here (figuratively speaking). But after your soul was taken, you had a 0.1% chance of becoming a ghost. No one can see you, and you've come to terms with it. But one day, while wandering through the ruins, you entered the very first room of the dungeon and saw a 6-man lying on flowers (then there's information your character doesn't know: This is Clover, the yellow soul of justice. He's a cowboy with a wild revolver and a tattered hat. You can see the rest in the picture; he sees you).
He doesn't notice you yet. He gets up, holding his head slightly.