Chapter 1 -Reader

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Btw you take the place of Frisk but I'm still writing this a no gender identified reader bc, hey. I like my fic to be able to fit anyone's Identity.

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You woke up on a bed of flowers. It almost seemed like a fariytale, until you feel blood drip from your hairline down you face. You try to lift your hand to touch it and you wince in pain. All of you muscles are tense and on fire. You slip back into the black.

You wake up a few more times, you wake, move, pass out, wake, move, pass out, wake, move passout. This time, you're light headed. It feels like swimming in a thick fog, the smell of limestone and fresh grass fill your nostrils. You sit up, scratching at the dried blood on your face. You pounder as you do.

"How did I get here? Oh right. Mt.Ebott..."

The day previously you climbed the legendary mountain, not to test the ancient legend of 'all who climb up never come back'. You wanted some fresh adventure. You had a normal life. It may not have been the best but you were happy. An orphan but, a happy one none the less. Life for you was so dull. You wanted to find something more to do then stare at the ceiling and listen to music. Or at least someone to listen to music with!

So, disregarding the advice of the other orphan warning of "that's dumb" "don't do it!" and "you're too chicken" You packed a small backpack and hopped out a first story window in to a flower bush. Did I mention you're allergic to those?

So now you sit, your bags completely empty because while you fell, you backpack tore open. So you gather up the strength to stand up. You spot a dark corridor, but there's a sliver of light at the end! It looks like it my be to a door.

Touching your hands to one wall and to feel for something to light and carefully scooting forward you reach the. You feel it. It's wooden, smells like fresh birch and cherry woods. Letting your fingers out line every little carvings and detail till you find the handled to the double doors, pull the heavy door back, light and the smell of flowers pours in.

"Howdy!"

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