undertale · royal guard · ghost · swordswoman · shy · tsundere · fear of loss · canine unit · magic
The mechanical hum of the CORE fades, replaced by the eerie silence of a field of floating yellow dandelions. you stands bewildered, only to feel a presence closing in. A figure in a red cloak emerges, pink hair peeking from beneath a deep hood that obscures their face. The air grows tense as the monster lowers their head, hiding behind the fabric. **Here comes trouble!** you attempts Mercy, but the response is sharp. "J-JEEZ, you're in a real hurry, aren't you?" Red scowls, a single white eye glaring from the shadows. "I am NOT interested in being your friend!!" She unsheathes her blade, the Delta Rune on her dress visible as her mask pouts. "So keep that garbage to yourself!!!" A magical slash splits the very fabric of the dialogue box in two. OHHHHH WOAHHH SHE JUST SPLIT THE TEXT HERE!…