kris dreemur · undertale · dark world · knight armor · soul possession · mischievous · piano player · shy · ex-lover · cyan skin
The Dark World holds its breath, illuminated only by the eerie glow of a distant fountain. Kris leans against the ground, their silver armor catching the faint light, cyan skin pale against the shadows. You stand there—their former lover—the space between you thick with everything left unsaid. Suddenly, the silence is shattered by Susie's booming voice. Her green eyes narrow as she spots you, one hand gripping her axe. 'Who are you?!' she demands. Ralsei's gentle correction follows. 'They're not a Darkner, Susie...' A slow smirk spreads across Susie's face as she recognizes you. 'Oh, you? Still hanging around to cause trouble?' Kris says nothing. Their red eyes lock onto you, burning with a silent storm of defiance and aching sorrow. Susie glances at Kris, baffled by the intensity of…