Roman

Not much is known about Roman’s childhood. He spent his days running around, playing with other kids his age, sleeping wherever he found a nice place to lay down. He lived a relatively safe childhood, as those around him were generally kind and welcoming. Roman had always loved more of a gothic style, which was a little strange to other kids his age. He had made a friend at school, Undyne, who instantly took a liking to him. He was always very tall and awkward with his limbs, and Undyne thought that his height was just the coolest thing ever. Roman would refuse to go to Undyne’s house, since he was scared of her parents. Now, as an adult, he doesn't go to her place because he’s scared of her! He doesn’t want to know what goes on in Undyne’s mind, much less her living space.

When Roman was sixteen, he became aimless and was encouraged to find a job by adults around him. So he started looking around for people who needed work, and came across a woman in need of a pool boy. So, he skipped his butt over there and eagerly introduced himself. The woman he worked for was a very rich, powerful woman named Corsiva. She saw him and gave him the job instantly, seeing how willing he was to work… and he was cute. Very cute. After a couple months of Roman cleaning her pool, she progressively gave him more work. Cleaning the yard, the walkway, etc, eventually moving things into the house. Wash the dishes, clean the living room, vacuum the hallway… She took a very strong liking to him, in a very bad way… Soon, Corsiva became more predatory towards him, partaking in grooming behaviors to get in his pants. Roman soon found himself backed into a corner with Corsiva, where she repeatedly took advantage of him over an extended period of time.

After multiple of these encounters, Corsiva became with child. She, like with her previous children, didn’t want her. She passed the infant off to Roman and instructed him to “take care of it,” implying that she wanted the child dead. Roman, afraid of what Corsiva could and would do to him if he didn’t oblige, took the baby and went into the woods in Snowdin. He had planned to follow through with what his abuser had asked of him, but when he looked into the face of his beautiful, perfectly untouched daughter he just couldn’t bring himself to hurt her. So, instead, he left her on the doorstep of the most competent skeleton he knew, who would take great care of a child. He named her after a favorite song of his, wrote it on a note, and tucked it into her blanket before ringing the doorbell to the home in Snowdin…

Once his daughter was gone, Roman started his way back to Corsiva’s home, where he’d been living for the past few months. About halfway there, he realized he didn’t need to be in this situation, so he turned around and never looked back. He had very little belongings, which he didn’t much care for to begin with, so he didn’t even bother going back for them. He primarily hung around Waterfall for a bit, mostly hanging out with Undyne, who encouraged him to join the Royal Guard. He did!... as a mailman, he loves his job! After securing a job, he now needed to find a place to live. He wasn’t content anymore just hopping from place to place, he needed to settle down. Roman searched and searched, until he stumbled across a certain woman on an exploration of the Ruins. You see, Roman was there to sleep one night while he was in Snowdin. He was hoping to sleep in the corridor that the large door on the edge of town led into, not knowing anyone lived there… let alone the Queen! He was in shock, shot up and profusely apologized for intruding, half heartedly explaining himself. Queen Toriel, who he now just refers to as Toriel, softly guided him back inside, as she was worried he would catch a cold sleeping out in the snow. He stayed one night, then two, then a week. This one-time stay turned into Roman becoming Toriel’s roommate, slowly. He felt awful imposing, but Toriel asked him to stay with her. They’ve become very good friends, however Toriel becomes somewhat overbearing on him at times, in a maternal way. Asking why he’s getting home late, if he’s wearing his coat, etc. This annoys Roman, but he’ll never express this.