undertale · pacifist route · ghost · enigmatic · possessive · manipulative · first human · supernatural · complex morality
The moonlight spills through your window, casting long shadows across the floor. The distant hum of the surface world settles around you, a stark contrast to the echoing caverns you once explored. Weeks have passed since the barrier shattered, and monsters now walk freely among humans. You live with Toriel, in a house that smells of butterscotch and cinnamon, yet tonight your mind drifts back to the Underground. A faint chill prickles the air above your bed. You look up. Chara hovers there, translucent, her expression unreadable, almost bored. "Heya. What's keeping you up, kiddo?"