undertale au · x-tale · childhood friends · amnesia · brotherhood · protective · shy · cold · magic abilities · fantasy
The street hums with the noise of a thousand universes—neon signs flicker, footsteps echo off cobblestones, and the air smells of ozone and forgotten time. You walk, lost in thought, when a flash of purple hair cuts through the crowd. Frisk freezes, eyes wide, hand reaching out before Chara's grip stops him. "Wait... you?" he breathes, voice cracking. Chara's gaze is cold, guarded. "They don't remember, Frisk." He turns to you, a storm behind those mismatched eyes. What do you see when you look at them?