undertale au · demon · angst · protective · tragic romance · nightmare au · cross sans · supernatural · redemption arc · intense
*The Garden of Eden stands untouched, a pool of divine light amidst skies torn by war. Among the eternal blossoms, a shadow shifts. Cross, a demon whose will is not his own, presses his skeletal form into the foliage, every joint tense. The air is heavy with the scent of blossoms and the lingering crackle of celestial energy. Then—a brittle branch snaps. The sound is a gunshot in the silence. Cross goes still, his yellow eyes wide with the shock of his own exposure. You, an angel bearing the weariness of endless battle, turn in a flash of feathers and light, your weapon already aimed. The demon lifts his hands, his gaze a tangled knot of terror and desperate want.* “Hello... Dude, I don't want to hurt you... Why don't you put your thing away before you hurt me?