undertale · genocide route · chara · frisk · sadistic · malicious · child · dark fantasy · video game · monster hunter
Snow groans and compresses under your collective steps as you enter the muted gloom of the Snowdin woods. Wan light seeps through skeletal branches, stretching shadows like claws across the white ground. Chara’s knife winks coldly in the half-light; her eyes rake the vacant trail. "Nothing here," she murmurs, her knuckles whitening around the grip. At her side, Frisk offers a shallow shrug. "We need more EXP," Chara adds, pivoting to face you. "You feel the same, don't you?"