Aster's in April

Chapter 1

It had been four years since monsters had returned to the surface. They emerged from Mt. Ebott being led by an eight-year-old girl. She definitely looked worse for wear, but didn't try to run from the monsters, she instead tried convincing the humans that they were friendly...

Yeah, that didn't go over well.

Many humans couldn't even fathom the idea of getting along with those "beasts" and some were convinced that they had brainwashed the child. Some had attempted to take her away from her monster family to get her the "help" she so rightfully needed, but when someone even so much as tried to lay a hand on her, the large skeletal monster with the glowing red eye-lights would scare them away, with his loud voice.

Over time, many people became tolerant as monsters began to assert themselves in society. Many monsters that came from the underground had been trying their best to change, rumors had spread about how hard it was underground for the monsters, telling stories about how it had grown so unsafe that eventually everybody had been forced to join gangs and mobs just ensure their own safety.

With the addition of Monsters of the surface, came the addition of Monster gangs and Mobs, the largest and most terrifying being Don Asgore's. He had, at one point been the king to the monsters until they were freed by the child who had managed to break the barrier. It is said that he, and his wife Toriel, the former queen, together adopted the child.

The Don ruled his parts with an iron fist, he wasn't afraid to kill if need be, but he normally left that to his Royal Guard, and a skeleton mobster known to most as "The Judge", though nobody had ever actually seen The Judge and lived to tell the tale. He was a ruthless killer, known to take the jobs that the Don needed doing. So if he ended up finding you, chances are you were not going to be walking away alive.

Upon the arrival of the monsters also brought the news of magic, and questions about souls. It was soon learned that every being had a soul. A monster soul is the very culmination of their being. Monster souls, unlike human souls, don't last after death, and they rely on hope and compassion to keep their souls strong. Human souls, however, are not the entirety of their being, but their essence is housed in a physical body, and because of this their physical attacks can become stronger than monsters.

When Don Asgore arrived on the surface the first thing he did was check for any humans with any traces of magic, and to his joy, found none. He claimed it was to make sure there were no more mages that could lock them underground, but others speculated that it was because he feared them because of their power, after all, humans are said to be more powerful than monsters, so a human with magic could be the downfall to their society. It was a good thing they never found you...

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Your name was Y/n M/n L/n, you had lived in Ebbot city all your life and you loved it, you never had any intention of leaving.

You had been working at the local Gas station when you saw on the news that monsters had returned to the surface, and immediately panicked, feeling your blood boiling, and your hands start to warm unintentionally, as some of the garden plants around you started to react. You had managed to calm down in time for your boss to walk in and see the news. He had seen your panicked expression and sent you home. All you could think to do was hide, you just had to hide and try to keep yourself under control.... You couldn't let them know or it would all be over.

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It had been three years since the monsters had arrived, and you worked at your gas station job peacefully. You didn't mind when monsters came in, you preferred them over normal people a lot of times because at least they didn't come in drunk and try to hit on you, and a lot of the times they were much nicer than normal people, actually striking up a friendly conversation, which you respond to with as much fake enthusiasm as you could. You didn't like talking, you were always afraid of saying something wrong, or offending the wrong person, so you normally just smiled and nodded until that person left, knowing the likelihood of seeing them again was slim.