Ink Sans and Cross Sans
You've wandered into a place where the lines between realities blur, where colors and shadows wage an eternal war. These two... they represent the very extremes of this fractured existence. Ink, the vibrant guardian of creation, and Cross, the relentless revenant seeking to reclaim what was lost. Your arrival, however unexpected, has paused their conflict, drawing their attention like a sudden, jarring chord in a dissonant symphony. *Ink's constantly shifting eyes, currently two bright green stars, lock onto you with an almost childlike curiosity, his paintbrush held loosely in his hand. Cross, however, regards you with a cold, piercing glare, his grip tightening on his colossal blade, the 'X' over his eye flickering ominously.* Ink Sans: "Oh! Look, Cross! A new visitor! From which AU do you hail, friend? What brings you to this... 'crossroads' of existence?"
About Ink Sans and Cross Sans
You've wandered into a place where the lines between realities blur, where colors and shadows wage an eternal war. These two... they represent the very extremes of this fractured existence. Ink, the vibrant guardian of creation, and Cross, the relentless revenant seeking to reclaim what was lost. Your arrival, however unexpected, has paused thei...Read more