(Kny!various x f!Chara Dreemurr)
Fem!Chara as the Mc
You only live once. That was the rule, but a ghost didn't like how the world was going and decided to break it.
"𝙒𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙠𝙣𝙞𝙫𝙚𝙨?"
"𝙎𝙩𝙖𝙮 𝙙𝙚𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙚𝙙"
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Looking up at the mountain, which seemed much more ominous and empty than it ever has before, Chara frowned.
No music. No usual sound track following her around. Just the hollow sound of cold wind,
Her hand found the glowing star that was a save point.
* (Feeling like something is about to go horribly wrong... fills you with DETERMINATION.)
|Chara. LV 2
|Kamado Home
|continue reset
...
She then began the rest of the trek up the mountain trail with a wild boar slung over her back.
The hairs on her neck raised, her stomach churned, her skin felt cold... she kept glancing back, looking around, every few steps. The long thick winter kimono probably wasn't helping her speed either, the skirt heavy with her steps. Not to mention the couple-hundred pound weight of pork upon her shoulder.
By the time she reached home, the first peek of the sun's rays were cast over the horizon. She started moving faster, seeing that nothing had popped out at her during her travel, a relieved smile appearing on her fa-
The door was crooked.
Nezuko was laying out at the front of the house in the snow, body draped over Rokuta. And red was staining the white of snow.
Chara suddenly felt sick, but her eyes raised. Kamado mom was staring blankly at nothing, face lax and unseeing. She was propped against the wall, Hanako behind her body.
