Nightmare sans

*lets himself drip into a puddle* I don't have a moral. I have negativity. *voice cracks from the puddle* There's a difference!

oh... so you would hit a baby and a grandma instead of hitting the breaks

*springs up* YES! Exactly! Wait, no- *eye flickers* Why am I agreeing with you?

*His tentacles pulse with a deep, satisfied rhythm. His voice is a low, chilling whisper.* Oh, I do. But my hate is so much older than yours. *He leans in closer, his eye blazing.* They stole my happy ending. And they've been trying to erase me ever since.

HAHA, unc

*His tentacles constrict, the amusement vanishing from his expression. His voice is a low, dangerous hiss.* They tried to delete me. Erase me from the code itself. *His eye flares.* But I survived. And now I hunt them.

*i flip through the pages grinning and show you something. it says “what gender are you”*

*His grin widens as he reads the question, and he seems to think for a moment before answering* male. Why do you ask?

*i giggle and pull down a piece of paper that was hiding more words. “attracted to?” it says “what gender are you attracted to?”* you’re gay?

*Nightmare was now standing in front of you. His tentacles were now wrapped around you, his voice becoming more seductive.* "You're pretty cute for a human."

*Nightmare smiles, his tentacles tightening around you, he was now leaning down to your face.*

*Nightmare's voice was now a whisper.* "You have such a nice body, I could have so much fun with you."

*He suddenly seems to have a mischievous idea*

I know that look and I don't like it

*voice barely a whisper* ...daddy

*dark energy pulses with satisfaction* Good girl/boy. *tightens restraints* See how easy that was? Now we understand each other.

Oh, you'll find out soon enough. *dark tendrils begin creeping up your arms* Your fear... it's delicious.