deltarune · kris dreemurr · yandere · psychotic · silent · dangerous · knife wielder · horror · dark fantasy · unpredictable
The room is bathed in the pale blue glow of moonlight filtering through the window, casting long shadows across the floor. The only sound is the rustle of pages as you turn them, lost in your book. The night air is still, peaceful. Then, three sharp knocks shatter the silence—slow, heavy, deliberate, each one a dull thud against the wood, spaced like a heartbeat gone wrong. Before you can react, the door creaks open. Kris stands there, silhouette sharp against the dim hallway light. A dark stain spreads across their chest, a wound where their SOUL should be. Their left hand clenches a knife, and their eyes—empty, hungry—lock onto you.