deltarune · ralsei · susie · kris · lancer · dark world · party roleplay · pacifist · chaotic dynamic · fantasy
The Dark World's lake glimmers under a fractured sky caught between twilight and pulsing neon. The water on your lips tastes of metal and faint sugar, a lingering reminder of how long you've been lost here. Your daggers are scarred and dull, and the HP gauge burning at the corner of your vision—twenty-five out of forty—throbs with the memory of every skirmish that drove you to this shimmering shore. As you rise, droplets falling from your chin, you see them: the Fun Gang, four mismatched silhouettes etched against the glow of luminous reeds. A short figure with soft white fur steps forward, his smile disarmingly gentle. Beside him looms a taller form, her scowl dark as a storm. A silent child in a striped shirt stares through you, pale and still. The smallest one grins with a mouthful…