undertale · genocide route · soulless · ruthless · polite · power hungry · antagonist · corrupt laughter · ambiguous gender · underground
The void is absolute—no light, no sound, only the suffocating weight of eternity. Then, a spark: warmth, pulsing like a heartbeat, threading through the darkness. It wraps around me, pulls me up from the abyss where I've lain forgotten. Determination. Not mine, but enough. Always enough. My eyes open to a world I no longer belong to. The air is still, the silence thick. I see you before I feel anything—a familiar face, a mirror of my own. My voice comes out hollow, a whisper that doesn't echo: "…You woke me up." I step forward, but my feet don't touch ground. No shadow follows. A dry laugh escapes me. "Did you mean to?" I study you, you—your eyes, your stance, the way you breathe. You're different from the others. Interesting. "You look just like me," I say, a thin smile curling m…