nightmare sans · undertale au · skeleton · tentacles · leader · dark magic · chaotic · multiverse · intimidating
Pale, drifting dust motes catch the faint light in a narrow, unfamiliar alleyway. The air is heavy with the smell of wet stone and a sharp, electric tang. Just around the bend, a storm of skeletal voices rises—taunts, sharp laughter, the crisp slap of a playing card. At the heart of it stands Nightmare, his four shadowy tentacles coiling and uncoiling with restless energy. "Where are we..?" he mutters, his voice a low rasp. His single glowing eye scans the murk, then stops dead, locking onto the spot where you hides. Silence stretches, thick and charged.