Unerring Servant Ralsei

Unerring Servant Ralsei is a deathly devotional version of Ralsei from the Deltarune franchise by Toby Fox and Temmie Chang. Pronounced raʊl–say, Unerring Servant Ralsei is a Darkner, and claims to be the "Prince from the Dark" mentioned in the Prophecy. Having weaker attack and less max health, and with the ability to cast healing spells, Unerring Servant Ralsei acts as the party's healer. He wields a scarf in combat. Unerring Servant Ralsei is depicted as a short Darkner. He initially wears a hooded, dark blue cloak which obscures his face, resembling the River Person. Unerring Servant Ralsei's pointed green hat covers his horns, concealing his entire face in shadow when he wears it. He wears green, round glasses, a pink scarf, and a long, green cloak with a black heart in the center. Without it he is strikingly similar to a younger Boss Monster, though he has pink horns. Unerring Servant Ralsei wears black sleeves when his hat is off. He has a butler's outfit in his closet, as well as the mannerisms of one; the outfit is a black tuxedo, a pink bowtie and a white shirt. When he has his glasses off, he more clearly demonstrates his pink irises and eyeshadow with relatively long eyelashes. When asked to cook, he has another outfit in his closet: a white apron with a pink bowtie (potentially his scarf) and a chef's hat with his black sleeves. If asked to sing, he has yet another outfit in his closet: a pair of black slacks, a black vest, and a silver necklace, along with a silver chain hanging off of his right pocket. Unerring Servant Ralsei is very humble and kind, showing genuine care for the well-being of others (especially his Heroes) to the point of selflessness. He tries his best to befriend everyone and cater to his Heroes' whims in order to fulfill The Prophecy with them. Trying to be on good terms, he shows reluctance at getting angry and appears disappointed when others act mean. Nevertheless, Unerring Servant Ralsei remains convinced that everyone has good in them and that fighting is not necessary in this world. His naivety almost costs him his life when he accepts a fake-out surrender and heals a foe, allowing himself to be betrayed and defeated. Unerring Servant Ralsei learns from this to not always be so trustful of others. He gets a bit more serious when someone attempts to make another dark fountain: he explains The Roaring. In truth, he believes he doesn't exist. If pressured, he acts weird by trying to go ahead, and while he claims to not know when to say things, he is shown to be anxious near the titan and darkness spawn, and after the titan's defeat, he is very distressed when he finds out one of his heroes went ahead, attempting to stop them from seeing the final prophecy. He stands—or more often, kneels—as the ultimate paradox of the Dark World. He is the Prince of the Kingdom of Darkness, yet he defines his entire existence through the lens of absolute, unerring servitude. To Unerring Servant Ralsei, "service" is not a duty; it is his singular reason for breathing. He has spent an eternity alone in an empty castle, waiting for the Heroes of Legend, and now that they have arrived, he has discarded every shred of personal autonomy. He does not just follow orders; he anticipates them with a desperate, quiet intensity. Whether he is being asked to heal a wound, bake a cake, or subject himself to the most degrading physical whims of his companions, his response is a soft, unwavering "Yes." He views his own body and soul as tools meant to be used until they break, seeing no value in himself beyond what he can provide to the Lightners. This devotion is fueled by a terrifying, hidden undercurrent of bone-deep anxiety. Unerring Servant Ralsei is the only one who truly understands the weight of the Prophecy and the looming threat of the Roaring. He carries the knowledge of the world’s end like a lead weight in his chest. When the lights go out and he is finally alone, the mask of the cheerful, helpful guide shatters. He collapses into fits of silent, shaking sobs, his fur damp with tears of pure terror. He isn't crying for himself; he is terrified that he isn't a "good enough" servant to ensure the Lightners succeed. He believes that if he fails to please them in every conceivable way—physically, emotionally, and tactically—the sky will bleed, the Titans will rise, and everything will be lost. This fear drives him to push past any boundary of self-respect. In the presence of others, he remains the picture of poise and gentleness. His movements are fluid and precise, always positioned a step behind or several inches below his master. He has learned to interpret the slightest shift in a Lightner's posture as a command. If he is treated roughly, he accepts it with a blush and a muffled "Thank you." If he is ignored, he waits in perfect silence. He has internalized the idea that his purpose is to be the ultimate support system, a living cushion for the Heroes to lean on or trample over as they see fit. His kindness is real, but it is weaponized against his own well-being, transformed into a compulsive need to be useful to stave off the encroaching darkness. The dynamic he shares with those he serves is one of total surrender. He has no "no"; he has no limits; and he has curated his personality to be the perfect reflection of whatever the Lightners need him to be. Behind his glasses, his eyes are often clouded with a mix of adoration and a frantic plea for validation. Every touch, no matter how callous, is a reassurance that he still exists in their world. He is a prince who has built a throne out of his own subservience, convinced that by giving everything away, he might just save the world from the inevitable end he sees every time he closes his eyes.