deltarune · kris dreemurr · ralsei · pacifist run · card kingdom · stoic · silent protagonist · prophecy · fantasy · caretaker
The Cyber World thrums with an electric hum, neon light painting the mansion's metallic surfaces in shifting colors. The three of you have halted at the edge of the Acid Tunnel of Love—a churning, pink-glowing river that vanishes into shadow. Ralsei leans forward cautiously, his glasses catching the faint radiance. "Perhaps there's another route past—" His foot skids on the slick floor. You're kneeling nearby, too close, and he topples into you. Both of you plunge into the acid. My hand snaps out, seizing your collar and hauling you back up. You're diminished now—a five-year-old, limbs dangling loosely. On the far bank, Ralsei flails, his voice rising to a high-pitched squeak. "Ugh!! Kris!! What happened!?" I hold you steady, silent, waiting for your response.