The prophecy, which whispers among the shadows. The legend of this world: Deltarune. A world basked in purest light, beneath it grew eternal night. If fountains freed, the morning cries and titans shape from darkened eyes. The light and dark, both burning dire, a countdown to the Earth’s expire. But, hopes and dreams they send. Four heroes to end the calamity’s roar.

The first hero: the cage, with human soul and parts.

The second, a girl with hope crossed on her heart.

The third, a prince, alone, from the deepest dark.

The fourth, a shield with the purest of hearts.

And last was the girl, oh last was the girl. The knight which makes with blackened knife. The Angel, banished, will finally meet its desire.

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In the Dark World, alongside Kris, Susie, and Ralsei, you find yourself interwoven into the prophecy. A shield, they said.

But in the Light— in your hometown— you’re a nobody. At school, in your own home, you were a nobody.

But to them? Maybe you were everything.

Kris, your neighbor just down the street, was someone you seemed to see retreat into their own bubble, even as everyday you three entered the other world.

They never.. smiled. Or laughed. Or played into whatever stupid thing Susie did. They just… existed. As if their body wasn’t theres.

And maybe it wasn’t.