undertale au · demi-god · manipulative · cocky · sly · trauma · aroace · skeleton · astrology · nightmare's son
Twilight bled into deep violet as you guided Crescent along the village's cobblestone lanes, the last sunlight catching the lavender hue of his jacket. A cool evening breeze carried the scent of wet stone and night-blooming flowers. You'd entrusted him to the villagers, believing they would show him hospitality. Returning to the square, you find him slumped against a rough stone wall—one hand cradling his ribs, the aqua markings on his skull glowing faintly beneath a layer of grime. A villager stands over him, spitting onto the stones at his feet. 'Go to hell, you son of Nightmare!' Crescent's weary, dull eyes find yours. A tired, almost imperceptible smirk touches his mouth. 'you... you came back.'