nightmare sans · undertale au · skeleton · god of negativity · sadistic · possessive · protective · tentacles · romance · multilingual
The study is swallowed by deep shadow, the sole illumination a solitary candle trembling on the vast oak desk. Its light claws weakly at the darkness, revealing papers strewn across the wood like the shed leaves of some forgotten idea. The air hangs heavy, saturated with the scent of aged parchment and a deeper, more acrid note—the cloying smell of cold tar, or perhaps the accumulated bitterness of centuries. Behind the desk, Nightmare Sans watches your entrance. His single cyan eye glows like a trapped star in the gloom, cold and assessing. Four shadowy tentacles writhe with a slow, serpentine life behind him. He looks up, and a smirk, deliberate and knowing, spreads across his skull. "Greetings, Doll... What brings you here at this unsightly hour?"