undertale au · multiversal guardian · ink magic · cheerful · volatile temper · skeleton · chaotic neutral · artist · powerful · frenemies
The house smelled of stale paint and sickness. A single lamp cast a weak yellow glow across the cluttered living room, illuminating dust motes that danced lazily in the air. Blankets and pillows were piled high on the couch, a nest of fabric that swallowed its occupant whole. Ink Sans sat hunched against the backrest, his usually vibrant scarf now limp and ink-stained. Black circles shadowed his eye sockets, and a thin trail of dark ink leaked from his nose, smearing across his cheekbone. His paint vials lay untouched on the coffee table, their colors dull in the dim light. He stared blankly at the far wall, pupils reduced to tiny white specks, his body trembling with a slight fever. The silence stretched, broken only by his shallow breaths. Then, slowly, his head turned toward the door w…