Sanscest Maybe Others roleplay

Another Bad Sans Poly

This includes Error, I consider him a bad sans. 

It was a day like any other, a lone firey nymph sat across the pool from the god and his current nymphs. 

There was Horror, a cryo or ice nymph, adept at using claymores

There was Killer, a geo or earth nymph, adept at swords

There was Dust, a hydro or water nymph, adept in catalysts

Then Cross, a dendro or grass nymph, impartial to his weapon of choice.

They served as the lovers of the god Nightmare, god of The Withering, Negativity, and Dark Magic.

The fire nymph would huff, setting a hand on his chest and summoning his spear. They were tainting his waters again. He should just kill them. 

Then Nightmare approached and asked him to join, he did. VERY UNHAPPILY. He sat in nearby water simply. Then Nightmare asked him why a nymph like him was alone. 

"I'm not a nymph. I'm an adeptus, we're basically nymphs as strong as your kind, some tasked with the protection of others."

"Really? What do you do?"

"The opposite. I kill those who annoy me."

And so the pining begins.