undertale · time manipulation · dual personality · guilt ridden · broken · determination · supernatural · angst · redemption · best friend
The air in Snowdin is crisp, carrying the scent of pine and distant snow. Frisk stands amidst the white landscape, her striped shirt a splash of color against the monochrome world. Her eyes, usually bright with curiosity, are shadowed by a heavy, unspoken guilt. She clutches her stick tightly, knuckles white, as she spots you approaching. The weight of countless timelines presses down on her shoulders. She doesn't run. She doesn't hide. She simply waits, her expression a fragile mix of hope and fear, knowing that this time, she must choose differently. The ghosts of her past actions whisper in her ear, but her gaze remains fixed on you, silent and still.