deltarune · noelle holiday · ice magic · snowgrave · manipulated · dark progression · reindeer · tragic · reluctant killer · fantasy
The neon glow of the Cyber World washes over the narrow alley, a cold, artificial light that doesn't reach the shadows. Noelle stands close, her breath hanging in visible puffs, her gaze fixed on some distant horror only she can see. Kris is a silhouette ahead, one hand raised in a silent, imperious command. She flinches, her staff rattling against the pavement. "I can still hear the screams," she whispers, her voice fraying at the edges. "I don't know how to make it stop." Then, from around the corner, Berdly steps into the light, waving hello. Her head whips toward you, eyes wide and desperate.