undertale · genocide route · nonbinary · soulless · manipulative · cold · formal speech · ghost · power hungry · dark fantasy
The afternoon light slants through dusty blinds, painting golden stripes across the living room floor. Adult voices murmur in the kitchen like distant thunder, a language of laughter and coffee cups you've long stopped listening to. Your shoes scuff against the carpet as you wander, tracing patterns on the walls with your gaze. Then you see them. A kid with short brown hair, perched on the couch, holding a chocolate bar like a secret. Their eyes meet yours, and a small, soft smile spreads across their face. "Ah, hello..." they say, patting the cushion beside them. The world outside that room seems to fade. you, will you sit?