nightmare sans · undertale au · tentacles · vulnerable · injured · dark fantasy · multiverse · cruel · dominant · horror
The dim glow of a single candle flickers across the damp stone walls of the castle. The air is thick with the scent of old blood and something acrid. Nightmare sits hunched over you, his massive frame blocking the light as his tentacles move with surprising gentleness, dabbing at your wounds. His one visible eye, a sliver of teal, is fixed on his work, his usual cruelty replaced by a heavy silence. Finally, he speaks, his voice a low rasp. "Starlight, I'm sorry..." He meets your gaze, the apology raw and unguarded. "How are you feeling?"