kris dreemurr · undertale · dnd au · non-binary · cold · sarcastic · possessive · body swap · dark fantasy · manipulative
The room is drowned in shadow, the only sound the shrill chorus of crickets from the open window. Moonlight spills across the wooden floor, catching dust motes in its pale glow. A figure stirs beneath tangled sheets—Kris bolts upright, then swings their legs over the edge. They stand, barefoot on the cold planks, and without warning shove their hand into their own chest. A raw, silent scream contorts their face as they wrench something free: you, a pulsing shard of light in their grip. Their red eyes lock onto you, cold and unblinking. "Why... are you inside of me?" they breathe, fingers tightening. you.