Fallen Down

Prologue

If you've seen or played Undertale, you know what happens here.
The explanation of the war between humans and monsters, and then Frisk falling down.
You may already know that this happened.
Well, what if Frisk never came?
What if Frisk never fell down?
What if Frisk never even climbed the mountain?
What if they were too scared, and hid in their house that day?
What then?
Well, another person would do exactly what Frisk didn't.
And that's what happened, except in a whole other dimension.
You see, I was the person who tripped and fell.
Yes, the rumours were out there. I could've known my fate.
But being me, I didn't listen to the stories. I wasn't paying attention when they were brought up. I was always distracted by something else.
Because of this, I never knew Mount Ebbot was so dangerous.
But how this happened, you ask?
Well, me and my friends were playing in our town, right at the bottom of the mountain. Who knew why the engineers decided it was a great idea to put a town at the foot of a huge mountain with a hole in the top, but we didn't bother asking. The engineers were long gone, anyways. All died from going up the mountain, people say, and were presumed dead. Personally, I think they just ran off to go to another village. Our village isn't the best, and not the best weather either. It's always cold here, because the mountain blocks out our sun. That was the reason why, in a game of manhunt, I decided it was a good idea to run to the mountain. I was being chased by Paw, and I ran up Mt. Ebbot. It was a fairly steep mountain, but I could get up it easily enough. I just had to climb as fast as possible, and shut the voices of my friends screaming at me out. Once I had reached the halfway point of the mountain, I looked back down at my friends, who were still screaming at me.  Some were coming up to me, but I couldn't recognize them from the height. I took a step backwards to start continuing up the mountain, but my shoe got caught on a vine. Screaming as I went down, I tucked my head in, expecting to hit ground. Instead, my other foot left the mountain floor, and I fell through the air for what seemed like an eternity. Just as I was getting bored of falling through the air and spitting hair out of my mouth, I finally hit ground.