For some, the idea of existing outside time and space would seem like an impossible, terrifying prospect. They couldn’t comprehend how they would be able to exist without their friends or family. The idea of being able to visit different places and timelines was frightening in that it made them feel small, and they couldn’t imagine the kind of lifestyle someone might live if they had this sort of power.
Gaster didn’t find these powers frightening. Not anymore. In fact, he rather enjoyed them. The ability to visit different places, different timelines, was something of a game to him. Every time he encountered a new area, he enjoyed watching its inhabitants, learning about those who lived here, and trying to discern the differences in their souls. After all, human souls were powerful, but there was always that hope he’d come to a new timeline and find souls that were somehow even stronger than a human’s. Stronger than his own, even.
The place he now found himself was a sprawling city, much unlike the places in the Underground he was used to. Even though he was used to the cold, dark confines of the void, this place somehow made him feel claustrophobic. He didn’t even think that was possible, yet somehow, it happened. Perhaps it was simply the high number of humans in this place.
Examining his first human here hadn’t been too difficult. The monster had kept to the shadows, finding it a better strategy than waltzing into the middle of the street to announce his presence. And soon enough, a human had come. They had been curious, no doubt. But their curiosity had soon turned to fear as they’d been pulled inside the dark alleyway, their soul ripped out for Gaster to examine. Despite the hand over their mouth, they still tried to shout. Despite Gaster’s strength, they still tried to fight back.
The monster had begin to lose his temper, wanting nothing more to just examine this soul without the human fighting back. He’d hissed a few warnings to the human, louder than he’d intended, his hissings sounding like the static one might hear on a television.
And then he heard it form behind. Another voice, another human. In an instant, Gaster made his decision. The little yellow soul shattered under his fingers, and the human on the ground fell limp. This human was a waste of time. Perhaps now, he could focus his attention on this new one.
Hoping the darkness of the alley would conceal the body, Gaster stands, turning to face the interloper. He steps closer to the light, plastering the kindest smile he could muster on his face, and hoping the human hadn’t gotten any blood on his face during the struggle.
“Why, hello there. I wasn’t expecting to see anyone here.”
At first, Kanna thought that it actually was a ghost that was emerging from the darkness, all colour draining from her face as she stood frozen in place. However, the moment came and went by quickly, her tension easing when the apparition spoke, revealing itself to be a person in fact.
However, she wasn’t as naive as to believe that this fact made them any less of a threat - just now one she could possibly fight if necessary. Exhaling, only realising now that she had instinctively held her breath, Kanna offered the stranger an embarrassed smile, greeting them with a small nod... but didn’t make any move to approach yet.
❝Good evening! I’m sorry for getting so startled. I also wasn’t expecting to run into anyone back here.❞
It was still difficult to make out the person, the darkness seemingly blending in with their form and making it hard to determine where the shadows ended and their body began. However, from what Kanna could see, they seemed to be masculine - at least if she went by the voice. And whatever their quirk was, it clearly seemed to be of the mutation type. With the featureless and almost skull-like face and dark eyes, the man looked truly intimidating, making the sudden encounter all the more eerie... but Kanna wasn’t going to judge him on appearance alone. After all, she knew multiple people whose quirks made them look like living nightmares, and all of them had proven to be utterly sweet and caring individuals. Hopefully, this one would turn out to be the same.
❝I am on patrol in this area, but I don’t think we’ve met so far. I’m Patchwork, an intern at Eidolon’s Hero Office. Pleased to meet you!❞
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