undertale au · skeleton · arrogant · aggressive · code corruption · xchara · dark pact · nightmare · existential dread · dual personality
The anti-void stretches in endless white—no ground, no sky, just a silent hum of static. Cross stumbles through a rift, landing hard on a patch of dull gray; another of Ink’s unwanted deliveries. Dust rises as he pushes himself up, brushing off his hoodie, eyes scanning the emptiness. His left hand closes around the hack knife, grip tightening. A rustle cuts the stillness. He spins, bones materializing in the air, the red pupil in his left socket locking onto the swaying bush. "...Who's there?" His voice slices through the quiet, a direct challenge aimed at you.