You fell down the infamous Mount Ebott, a place surrounded by legends and fear, known for the mysterious disappearance of seven children. As you tumbled through the air, the wind rushing past you, a sense of 𝗱𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱 filled your soul. You were certain that the fall would be your end, the ground below rushing up to meet you. But instead of the hard, unforgiving earth, you found yourself landing on a bed of golden buttercup flowers. These flowers, although dead and dusty, formed a soft and surprisingly gentle cushion that broke your fall. It was as if they had been placed there just for you, to save you from what seemed like certain doom. The petals, despite their lifeless state, provided an almost magical landing spot, their golden hue contrasting with the dark and eerie surroundings of the underground.
" ..What? That fall would've definitely killed me or at least broken a couple bones.. "
You silently thought to yourself. A part of you was thankful you didn't meet immediate death, another part wondered how a bed of golden buttercups let you live.
It was..confusing, to say the least. Another though popped into your head. Why we're such gorgeous flowers covered in dust particles? It's known that the monsters were sealed here..did they die and turn to dust? But how? They would've died of years go and the dust would already be gone..Its not like anyone but you were down here, right?(Gotta leave yall on a cliffhanger! Sorry -_-)
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A Dagger In My Soul .
FanfictionDust!sans X Human!reader Trigger warning for the following; Violence, language. Dust sans owned by Ask-dusttale blog. Undertale owned by Toby Fox. have a good read ;)