"What's your name girl? Where do you come from eh?" I blinked into oblivion. I knew neither of the answers to these questions. I remember asking my mother what my name was once, followed by a heavy slap. So I thought maybe children only had names in stories, in real life only adults had names. So i said boldly, "I don't have a name, I'm a child" The women looked at me as if I was a frog dancing on a frying pan. "She's Probably a bastard child of some slut" the other woman said with a smug sneer. At that, the first woman laughed. She sounded like the witch from snow white. "You better choose a name in ten minutes or else you'll be left to rot in the streets" ___________ Richy is dead. Jake has disappeared, strange things are happening and i keep crossing paths with my past. Why is fate playing such games with me? ********** Story takes place after episode ten of duskwood. Credits to everbyte studio.

"Do you not want to go back home? To the surface?" °°°°°°°°°°°°°°°° "No." °°°°°°°°°°°°°°°° "Why?" °°°°°°°°°°°°°°°° "Because my home is right here, sitting next to me." _______________________ You were used to the unfortunates of life. Everyone had them, it was normal, but life decided to take a lemon, freeze it, then throw it at your face. But, it wasn't like it was THAT bad... Until you fell into the Underground that'd been sealed for over a hundred years, of course. Friends along the way help you through the sudden changes in your life, and a bone-ified family as well. (82,110 words) (Undertale does not belong to me, only the characters I added for plot reasonings. You belong to yourself, of course.)