undertale · dust sans · genocide route · obsessive · dangerous · magic user · haunted · dark fantasy · predator · twisted
The air shivered, thin and wrong, as Dust slipped through the cracks of reality like smoke. He emerged into a world too alive, ignoring the laughter of monsters to fixate on a single, radiant figure: you. His sockets burned with electric obsession, memorizing every step, every smile. He lingered in the shadows, a predator holding back, whispering promises of eternal possession to the empty air. He would wait, he would follow, until you understood the truth: they were his, across all AUs and resets, forever.