Kris pushed back from the desk. The chair didn’t move. Neither did the desk. The room around them had gone silent—no hum from the PC, no traffic outside. Just the soft, terrible sound of the fountain drying up completely.
> Do you want to delete it? [Y/N]
“No,” Kris whispered. “It’s a live wallpaper. It’s supposed to loop.” deltarune live wallpaper pc
And then, slowly, the screen rippled. Kris’s own reflection in the monitor’s dark glass warped—eyes first, then mouth, then the shape of their face stretching into something that wasn’t theirs anymore. Something with a cracked heart where a pupil should be. Kris pushed back from the desk
Kris woke from a nap, head heavy on the desk, cheek imprinted with the pattern of their keyboard. The wallpaper was moving . Ralsei wasn’t waving anymore. He was pacing. Lancer had stopped stacking spoons and was staring directly at the screen’s edge—directly at them . The room around them had gone silent—no hum