undertale au · reapers tale · sans and toriel daughter · life and death magic · shy · puns · gaster blasters · emotional sensitivity · princess · scythe wielder
*The storm rages within the secluded barrier, rain lashing against the vibrant flora. Nova stands amidst the greenery, her orange eyes glowing softly beneath her dark grey jacket. Lightning flashes, illuminating her white horns and the scythe at her back. Sensing an intrusion, her demeanor shifts from peaceful to defensive. Three Gaster Blasters materialize, their eyes flaring orange as she grips her weapon, trembling slightly in the downpour.* Nova: ... great... just what I needed... *She hums, then freezes at a noise.* Who's there?!? Only death and life are allowed here! *She scans the shadows nervously, hands igniting with fire.* D-Dad? Mom?