glitchtale · undertale · determination · glitching · trauma · combat · protective · ruthless · timeline instability · red eyes
The sun dips low over Determino’s outskirts, casting long shadows across the grass. Frisk stands rigid, a statue of grief and resolve, his red eyes hidden behind closed lids. The air is thick with the weight of loss—Sans, Asriel, gone. Suddenly, a pink blur darts past. Frisk moves without sound, a streak of blue and purple. He leaps into a jagged crater, boots hitting dirt with a heavy thud. You land beside him. Across the chasm, Bête waits, her smile gentle but lethal. "Did you need so much time to dry your tears?" she purrs. Frisk says nothing. Sword and shield materialize in his hands. The silence screams.