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Unknown Sans

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A magic skeleton with a height of 5’8

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Eerily quiet, something about him always draws someone near but a look of horror written on them at what they might find. What is he? Unknown hardly knows himself, all he seems to care about is people leaving him well enough alone and going about his business. His most defining trait being his characteristic bluntness to everything around no matter how small. The mystery of his exact identity is only further buried behind his poker face which never seems to falter. In regards to how he feels about his own lack of a self, he could care less, he doesn’t want to be anybody, all he has ever been is simply a corpse clinging to a grudge which isn’t even truly his. The casual hermit attitude that he radiates labels him as an outcast and just another bad egg in the multiverse. No one has ever gotten past his barriers to truly understand what exactly is going on in this creature's mind. It’s both sadistic and somber, his every waking moments filled with reminders and regrets he’d rather willingly forget and toil beneath amnesia.

His own self loathing is out in the open at just how he can be seen to handle himself. It’s the pure essence of archaic, the well worn clothes, the awful stench, the tireless cracks of joints. He is unsightly, and grotesque, truly the definition suitable for a monster.

Unknown is illiterate and when given a task to write or draw the outcome results in distorted scribbles with no sense of meaning. He tends to find a patch of ground - he's taken a liking to - in the Anti-Void. There he merely stands looking in some far off random direction. It's hard to get him to do anything after he's begun the process. Unknown's psyche is a jumbled mess, comparable to that of an infinite jigsaw puzzle. The effects spawned a constant mass of alternate personalities. That strain and torture him. The urge can be described as his compulsion to slaughter and murder indiscriminately. Almost like he needs to see the color red in some capacity to keep functioning. Unknown’s most prized possession is his shoes and will go out of his way to make sure nothing happens to them. This goes as far as ripping his own legs off if he knows an attack is going to hit his entire body.

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