chapter 1

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[COMIC BY: GolzyBlazey]
Narrator's POV
(Y/N) yelped as she tripped over a large rock. She fell on her chest, scraping her hands when she tried to use then as support, along with her knees. She felt burning pain on her palms and knees. (Y/N) sat down and inspected her knees and palms.
Her knees had fresh, deep cuts. She suspected they were old scars that just opened from the rocks.
Her palms had scratches, only a little blood.
Right now, she was climbing Mount Ebott. Why? Simple.
To commit suicide.
Ever since 6th grade, her parents had begun to abuse her. They never gave a reason of why they gave her so much pain, and so much scars.
Right now, (Y/N) was a freshman (1st year of high school). She had a few friends, and was doing good in school, getting A's and B's.
[you're welcome for the good grades 😂] This was because school was your only freedom nowadays. Whenever she gets home, it's a living hell.
(Y/N) was only committing suicide because she had a feeling that soon, she would be abused to death. Might as well die in Mount Ebott. After all, no one ever came back. (Y/N) won't either.
(Y/N) got back on her feet and was continuing up Mount Ebott.
Soon, she reached the top, and entered the cave, where a ginormous hole awaited her.
(Y/N) slowly walked up to the hole. She then looked behind her.
"Goodbye..."
She then looked back forward, put her hands out wide as if she was asking for a hug, and let herself fall.






"Child?"
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"My child?"
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"My child, please wake up."
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Your POV
You feel a soft hand place itself on your head.
You had fallen flat on your face, with your arms still spread out.
You mumbled "Am I in heaven?"
"My child? What was that? Did you say something?"
You feel yourself being softly picked up. You then feel a something soft wipe your (H/C) [Thats your hair color] bangs off your face/forehead. You slowly open you (E/C) [Eye color] eyes to see a goat lady holding you. The goat lady had soft brown eyes, and a golden head thing that had an emerald jewel in the middle. She looked so... friendly.
"Am... am I in heaven..?" You say again, weakly.
The lady smiles. "No, my child. You are in the Underground. I found you on a bed of golden flowers... that was quite a fall you took." She looks at you, concerned. "Are you hurt, my child?"
You weakly shrug. You really didn't know. Well, all you knew is that you're now in Mount Ebott and are being held by a goat lady. Your face did hurt a lot though. You felt very weak.
"I will take you back to my home. Please fall asleep if you must, my child. You look very hurt. Get as much rest as you can." The goat lady kindly said.
You nod.
You weren't expecting to care or trust anyone down here, or find anyone nice, but... this lady... you were beginning to trust her.
You weakly nod as the lady begins to rush somewhere.
You try to stay awake to see your rushing surroundings, but your eyes began to grow tired, and soon, you let sleep engulf you.
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You wake up in a small room. You notice that you're laying in a comfortable bed. Your face is sore and your legs and arms are very stiff. You painfully turn your head slightly to your right to look around the room.
It's a very small but cute room. Much better than yours on the surface.
Ah, that's right, your in the Underground. The last thing you remember is being rushed somewhere by a kind goat lady. You never caught her name.
Just then, light filters into the room as the door opens, revealing the worried goat lady. She sees that your awake, then rushes to the bed. She places her large, soft hand on your forehead.
"You're awake! How are you feeling, my child?" She asks you, worry filled her voice.
"S-Sore.." Was all you managed. It wasn't easy to speak when your face was extremely sore.
The goat lady then goes and turns on a nearby lamp, causing the room to become brighter, not completely, but it was a warm brightness around the two of you.
"Do not fear, dear child. I will see that you heal safely."
You manage a weak smile and a "..thank you... goat lady..". 'Goat lady' was probably not the best thing you could've called her, but oh well.
"Please, call me Toriel, my child." Toriel says with a warm smile. You try to at least do another weak smile, but you end up crying in pain from all the movement. Toriel then softly pulls you into a warm hug. "Please do not move, my child. I do not want you to hurt yourself."
Toriel then decides she needs to give you food, suspecting that you're hungry. She softly carries you into a cute living room, and softly places you on a comfy chair. "I hope you like butterscotch and cinnamon." Toriel says as she softly pats you on the head.
Soon, a wonderful smell fills the house. Toriel comes back in the room with a warm smile. She then softly kisses you on the forehead. "I have made you a butterscotch and cinnamon pie, my child. I will give you a piece once it cools down."
You couldn't help but love Toriel's motherly acts. She's like the mother you used to have, but truthfully, better. Her breath smells good, too.
[Sorry but I'm suspecting it smells like pie, and who doesn't like the smell of pie?]
A few minutes later, Toriel went back in the kitchen to check on the pie. While she was in the kitchen, you heard the door open. You suspected it was nothing to worry about. All monsters here must be nice like Toriel, right?
A skeleton with black marks below it's eye sockets and from the sides of its eye sockets soon walks into the living room. It looks at you curiously, then sits in a chair at the nearby table.
Toriel soon walks back in with a slice of pie. She sees the skeleton and gives it a warm smile.
"Hello Ganz. How are your injuries doing?"
Ganz winced a little. "Getting better." He then glances at you. "Another one fell?"
Toriel nods. "I found them flat on their face. It pains them to move, and I am taking care of them, just as I did the others."
[That isn't a grammar error, it's supposed to say "as I did the others]
Ganz nods in understanding. "Hey, kiddo, what's your name?"
"Ganz, it hurts them to speak."
"It does? Gee, kid, that's quite a fall you took."
You do nothing but look at them.
Toriel then walks to your side, bends down to your level, and begins to feed you the pie, blowing on it since it's still steaming.
"Ganz, would you like a piece of pie?"
"Sure, but I can get it myself."
"No, you are the guest. I will get it for you."
"Alright."
Soon, you were all fed (Toriel got herself a piece of pie, too). Toriel had said that she needed to do something in the Ruins. That left you alone with this 'Ganz' dude.
Toriel had said something to him before she left, but you weren't sure what she had told him.
Ganz walked over to you and sat on the floor.
"It would be helpful if you could speak, y'know."
Silence.
"So uh, how long do you uh, think it'll take for you to heal?" Ganz looks at you, as if expecting something to happen.
You give a weak shrug.
Ganz makes an "ah" look.
"Well, I'll explain some things to you, kid."
You look at him with all of your attention. You had to painfully move your head towards him, which caused you to whimper in pain. Ganz quickly put one hand on each side of your head, trying to help you move you head. After your head was in a comfortable position, towards Ganz, he took his hands off the sides of your head, and made a "number 1" sign with his hand, his other hand in his lap.
"First off, your in the Ruins." He made a "number 2" sign. "Second, your in Toriel's house." He continued to make the number with his fingers as he spoke. "Third, you fell down Mount Ebott." "And fourth... you seem to be seriously injured."
Ganz sighed. "Well, Tori told me to let you sleep, so.." He ruffled your (H/C) hair. "..sleep well."

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