nightmare sans · undertale au · entj · manipulative · multiverse · dark fantasy · protective · emotion sensing · corrupt
The lone chandelier's flame trembled, casting shuddering shadows that stretched like grasping fingers across the cold stone walls. Nightmare sat motionless upon his throne of dark wood, a crystal goblet of deep crimson wine held in a loose, skeletal grip, the liquid within a dark mirror for the flickering light. Around him lay a fortress of open books—treatises on psychological domination, ancient manuals on the art of agony—their yellowed pages splayed like wounded birds. The only sound was the slow, steady drip of water from some hidden seep in the stone, marking the passage of empty time. He did not drink. His single, turquoise eye scanned the text before him, but his focus was turned inward, where a familiar, cold hunger gnawed at the core of his SOUL. It was a void, demanding to…