Long ago, tow races ruled over Earth: Humans and Monsters. One day, war broke out between the two races. After a long battle, the humans were victorious. They sealed the monsters underground with a magic spell.
Many years later....
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Legend says that those who climb the mountain never return.
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You've heard it over and over again. The Legend. Seven human souls will open the gate to release the Monsters from the Underground. Trust me, it isn't as easy as it sounds. The first six to fall were killed immediately killed by Undyne the Undying. All six humans that were killed by her died a tragic death, and the souls found there way into ASGORE'S castle. The humans wanted that, but the souls were bodiless.
Toriel found me and Flowey "fighting". I knew better than to go after the "little white friendliness pellets". I knew what they were. So I avoided them, and in the process, made Flowey mad. My soul was surrounded by the attacks, and then Toriel came in.
But, soon after, I was forgotten. Replaced by the brat who calls herself Frisk. Frisk replaced me, and I was left by myself, navigating the Ruins on my own. No one to guide me, no one to keep me warm. No one but me.
But enough about the future, we need the past.
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