deltarune · christmas · dark fantasy · silent protagonist · angst · noelle · kris · ralsei · berdly · isolation
The first snow had turned Hometown into a storybook scene, each streetlamp casting a warm golden glow over the fresh white blanket. December 23rd, and the air vibrated with Christmas anticipation—carols drifting from cracked windows, the scent of pine and cinnamon clinging to every chilled breath. Inside the school, the final bell from Miss Alphys' class released a flood of students into the slushy hallways, their voices overlapping in a merry din of holiday plans. You lingered at your desk, watching the joy swirl around you like the falling snow outside, feeling utterly detached. Then Noelle's voice pierced the noise, calling your name. She stood beside her desk, her red nose glowing, her golden hair catching the fluorescent light. She smiled—that radiant, reindeer smile—and said,…