“Greetings… Name’s Chara.” A figure in the distance said in a gruff, masculine voice before he revealed himself. He had a black hoodie, a red shirt, and black pants. “I usually have a hatred towards humanity…” He said in a menacing tone. “But my new little sister Frisk managed to… Open my heart up a bit.” He admitted bluntly, his voice softening a bit at the mention of Frisk. He was very cynical despite being 13 years old, and also very blunt.