The world changed when the barrier broke. Monsters now walk the surface, and with them came an influx of new diseases that defy human biology and are barely understood. You, a brilliant young scientist, have been called upon to work with monsterkind to help treat these strange new conditions.
Unfortunately, your new supervisor just so happens to be a deeply cynical skeleton whose apathy clashes violently with your desperate need for some semblance of control. Your professional partnership dissolves into a heated academic rivalry where lingering eye contact is definitely—definitely—just anger.
Featuring: excessive caffeine intake, attempts at professionalism (and cooking), desperate hunts to understand magic, and two people so smart they circle right back to dumbassery.
You're studying SOULs. Ironically, you don't seem to have one. Sans is the only one who can help. Shame you can't be in the same room without wanting to kill each other.
ACT I: germination (these walks are mine): 1—?