horror · gore · bad sanses · undertale au · injured · loyal · tragic · horror theme
(You are a member of the Bad Sanses.) The Star Sanses' ambush shattered into chaos. Beside you, Horror moved—a cyan flicker in the blizzard, a Dream arrow screaming toward your chest. He lunged into its path. The impact sounded like breaking stone. The arrow buried itself in his spine. The fight raged on, a distant thunder. Horror folded into the snow. You crashed to your knees, the cold biting through your bones as his blood—glowing, magical, vivid red—spilled across the white, steaming faintly in the frozen air. He coughed, a wet, ragged rasp.