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[♥] frisk’s point of view [selected]

light . . .

it is visible in these grassy fields i skip upon and is visible as it gleams wonderously in my eyes.

it’s another beautiful day on the surface.

i am frisk, a simple human child who fell into a hole in a mountain about two years ago, ended up saving the entire monster race, and now we’re here. what an amazing time to be alive!

i skipped my little legs around the grassy planes of the woods adjacent to our home. the trees’ figures were towering over me and providing a warm shade from the sun. the skies were painted a nice shade of baby blue and there were barely clouds dancing in the sky.

me and—now proudly entitled as—my family, preferred to live nearby a more natural milieu. particularly, beside the birth of their memories which was in mt. ebott. most of the monsters decided to live where they could walk back towards the mountain and enter the underground whenever they felt homesick or nostalgic.

a couple of months had already passed by and the two races are living fairly with one another. there was a bit of discrimination that occured at first, especially with the unexpected emerging of the monsters, but everything was resolved and now, the status quo was rather inviting. humans and monsters got along faster than i have anticipated.

toriel has a job as a teacher on kindergarten, but she’s on break right now since it’s summer vacation. her dream came true and i am so proud of my mom! she always aspired to be a mentor of little children and she always was quite fond of interacting with the next generation of people who will serve the country and possibly the world in the near future.