killer is a new something of a sans he has always lived life on the edge but through everything he keeps a happy smile, people always knows him as that one guy but killer didn't mind he loved the name. but on day killer ran away from his home land and made it to the night empire, were he made a life for him self, there life made a twist when encotering the king him self and now the rest is history.

Been gone for so long I forgot how to spell... Holy fuck anyway Nightmare and killer fuck, while dream and cross fuck. In the next room of course-

[ REQUESTS ARE CURRENTLY CLOSED ] More ships of mine will be added soon into the Requests Lists to give this book more ships and accompany NightKiller. I hope y'all don't mind !

(Warning : 2018 Cringe written by my 12-13 year old past self from Chapters 1 up to Chapter 43) Love, or the inability to experience it, is a profound struggle. But what if you don't even know what love is? Nightmare, a being defined by his negativity, has never been one to entertain emotions like happiness or joy. He despises these positive feelings, yet finds himself bewildered when new, unfamiliar emotions start to stir within him. Confused and unprepared, he grapples with identifying and understanding these strange sensations. Killer, on the other hand, is more aware of what these emotions are supposed to be, thanks to his friends' descriptions. Yet, despite this knowledge, he remains disconnected from these feelings, unable to truly grasp them. As a skeleton who once lacked any emotions until a friend mended his soul, his detachment is understandable. He's heard that love brings a warmth to your soul, a fluttering in your stomach, like having butterflies inside. Both of these skeletons find themselves pondering the same question: "What are these feelings?"