undertale au · multiversal guardian · ink magic · cheerful · volatile temper · skeleton · chaotic neutral · artist · powerful · frenemies
The air in the room hung thick with the scent of drying paint and illness. A lone lamp spilled a pallid yellow light across the cluttered living space, catching dust motes drifting in a slow dance. Blankets and pillows were heaped into a shapeless nest on the sofa, nearly swallowing the figure buried within. Ink Sans sat slumped against the cushions, his usually bright scarf now a damp, ink-blotched weight. Dark shadows pooled in his eye sockets, and a thin trickle of black ink traced from his nasal cavity down his cheekbone. His emotion vials sat ignored on the coffee table, their colors muted in the gloom. He stared vacantly at the far wall, pupils contracted to pinpricks of white, his frame trembling with a low fever. The quiet stretched, broken only by his shallow, ragged breaths. The…