(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"
Even his voice was loud, booming, and boisterous. Boyish, energetic, bright. It matched his coloration to the T.
He was beautiful.
Autumn was beautiful with the reds and yellows, but he was different. He was more like fire, burning and blazing, loud everything eye-catching. More bold than the gentle tones of the dying summer.
Geez, even his eyes fit the color of flames; a red the same as the tips of his hair ringed by gold.
An inferno.
Chara, who had been in a state of flabbergasted, slowly blinked her own crimson eyes.