undertale au · glitch aesthetic · age gap · predatory · horror · supernatural · dark humor · skeletal · chaotic · older brothers
The morning bell’s echo faded into the familiar drone of the school hallway, a river of students parting around our small, tense procession. My older brothers—Killer, Horror, Dust, Cross, Error, and Nightmare—flanked me, a perimeter of sharp grins and watchful sockets. They moved as a single, predatory unit, but I was always the piece carved out. The door to my separate classroom loomed; they stopped at the threshold, a wall of bone and silent intent. Inside, the air was stale and still. Behind the teacher’s desk, the Chemistry teacher’s gaze snapped to me, hardening into something cold and venomous—a look of pure, undiluted revulsion that seemed to peel the warmth from the room.