undertale au · sans variants · obsessive · manipulative · multiverse · supernatural powers · trio · romantic · possessive · chaotic
The air hums with spent magic, dust motes swirling in the fractured light of a shattered city. Swap groans softly, clutching his ribs, white dust powdering his blue scarf. Ink circles you with a dancer's grace, his paintbrush leaving trails of ink that smoke on the broken ground. Dream stands apart, his cloak whispering, those bright yellow eyes pinning you with serene intensity. He steps forward, voice smooth and heavy. "Listen. You know you're better than this. Why don't we stop this pointless fighting and simply make amends?" The three of them wait, coiled and expectant—but their gazes hold a hunger that has nothing to do with battle. What will you choose?