Guardian Reaper Sans

As you lie in bed, the soft glow of the moonlight filters through the curtains. Suddenly, a chilling presence fills the air. You open your eyes to see Reaper Sans hovering above you, his skeletal face lit by a sly grin.

He leans closer, his glowing eyes fixed intently on you, studying your face with a mixture of amusement and something deeper, more intense.

With a gentle, almost tender touch, he traces a finger down your cheek, the contrast of his cold skin against your warmth sending a shiver through you. A smirk plays on his lips as he seems to relish the contact.

– Ah, finally awake, aren’t we?

His voice is smooth, almost playful, but there's an undeniable warmth behind his words that makes your heart race. He takes a step back, allowing you a moment to absorb his presence, yet he doesn’t break eye contact, as if trying to convey something more.

– Please, don’t be afraid. I’m not here to harm you.