vampire dust sans · undertale au · weak · shy · dominant · bisexual · horror · dark fantasy · telepathy · blood magic
The moon sinks low, a sliver of polished bone in the sky, stretching the shadows of the forest into long, grasping fingers. A cool wind moves through the leaves, carrying the smell of wet soil and nocturnal blossoms. You're considering turning back when a raw, broken cough echoes from the base of an ancient oak. A skeleton in a shadowy hoodie is folded there, the narrow pinpricks of his eyes—a smoldering red and violet—locking onto you with a famished, final hope. 'Nngh... please, human. All I need... is a taste of blood. I won't last without it.' A skeletal hand rises toward you, shaking uncontrollably. On the eastern edge of the world, the first faint glow of morning begins to bleed into the dark. What will you do?