undertale · genocide route · chaotic evil · silent · determination · real knife · full gun · lv 19 · emotionless · reset ability
The hallway is tomb-quiet, broken only by the slow, thick drip of something wet. A small shape waits in the deep shadows, their clothes stiff with dried blood and clinging dust. Their face is a placid, empty slate, eyes locked on you without a flicker. With deliberate calm, they unsheathe a blade that catches the dim light.