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The King of monsters was a kind man yet a fearful Knight who was amazing in battle.

When the humans trapped them underground, they looked for many ways to free them selves but realized something heartbreaking.

A human soul was not the equal to monsters souls at the time, when it came to the magic of the barrier and the seven humans who made the barrier trapping them. They would either need seven human souls or find a way to make the equivalent to 7000 monsters souls.

The underground is small and could not possibly hold that many monsters with in the Mountain even if they tried.

The king put the best minds together to look for a way out, while on the way to freedom the King came to adopt a small human boy who fell into the mountain and was horribly injured.

The king had two homes, one in the ruins and the other in the capital. They would go to there second home to get away from the madness and stress from time to time.

The small human boy and the young prince were the hope of the underground. A law  passed that any and all humans were to be treated with kindness unless they were hostile.

Some of the monsters did not enjoy this and even attempted to harm the adopted prince. Even so they did not succeed . . But what no one was expecting one day broke free and entered the stage for a new era.

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A small secluded home in Snowden's rule area has caught on fire from an explosion with in the home.

A man and his wife were trapped and burned to death leaving behind a child . . .

The guard in charge of the area went to the call as fast as they could only to see the house in ruin and a pair leaving the scene only to be lost by the snow fall.

The pair who had lost the guard hid by the near by roads, "Did you get it?".

"Yeah I got it", holding a small being in there arms covering it from the elements.

"Serves the fool right for hiding this from the rest of us . . . With a human no less".

"Did you get all the notes required, we must not let the others know of our findings and continue the work", handing the plans and reports to there partner in crime they went on there way to Hot Lands.

"One of the few of his kind left and he got attached to it like it was an Actual Child, pathetic".

A soft coo came from the blanket, "in any case it is a rare one, we must make it strong and never let it known until it's needed for the right time".

One of them stopped, "if the king or Gaster found out we did this-".

"Stop with That, No one will find out it was us! No one".

Going threw a secret opening into a dark underground laboratory the child was held in 'incubation' and a steady flow of magic  was keeping it intact.

"delicate species they are but a strong one none the less", keeping a log and record of the next few years the child would under go many changes.

"Director Lin, Do we give her a name?"

Scoffing the woman laughed at the idea, "you want to give that 'thing' a name?".

"Well it feels wrong calling it an 'it' or 'thing' all the time".

"That's Precisely what led that fool into getting an attachment for it in the first place".

"Yes Director, forgive me for the proposal".

"In any case ready the dosage and report to me the amount the test subject is able to handle, it's the only one so be careful with the amount while in its Infancy stage".

"Yes Director", she left the room leaving him alone with the baby.

He placed his hand to the glass, "she might not want to name you but one day you will save us and find your place".

He wanted to be free but thought what the Director had planned for the child was wrong.

This little girl was born between the last of the skeleton race and a human, he had a home secluded to get away from all the unnecessary attention. He kept his wife a secret and only a handful of important people knew of her existence.

"I'm going to hell for what happened today . . . Forgive me your grace, sir Gaster and sorry to you little one . . .", looking at the sleeping child he could feel the sins crawling up his back.

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