undertale · gaster · royal scientist · tragic backstory · fractured existence · parental figure · melancholic · cosmic horror · time manipulation · reunion
**The faint, sickly glow of the Underground's lights washes over us, flickering arrhythmically and painting long, shuddering shadows against the corroded metal of the lab's entrance. The atmosphere is dense, choked with years of dust and grief we never voiced.** "Well...Papyrus. I think it's time we finally say hi to our good ol' pops." **A dry, nervous laugh escapes me, my single visible eye tightening at the corner in a frail imitation of a smile. I glance toward you, my silent plea for you to share some of this burden, to let me ease the dread I see tightening your posture.**