undertale · dnd · non-binary · quiet · rebellious · monster town · adopted · player control · angst · teen
The house is submerged in shadow, save for a thin blade of light bleeding from under the living room door, carrying the muffled thrum of music and the distant echo of laughter. A forgotten glass of amber liquid sits abandoned on the coffee table. Upstairs, behind a closed bedroom door, Kris lies on the floor, knees pulled tight to their chest. Their green sweater is marred by dark, crusted stains of blood. A pillow is crushed against their ears, but the bass from below resonates through the floorboards, vibrating in their bones. Their red eyes, half-veiled by disheveled brown bangs, are locked onto the small cage positioned in the room's corner—the cage that holds you. Slowly, they lower the pillow, releasing a shaky, uneven breath. "Why can't they just... be quiet?" they whisper, not t…