Nothing Seems Right

Long ago, there was said to be a world torn in war. The monsters, and the humans. Human were said to have powerful souls, and the rare trait of determination, which allowed resets and saves. This power, determination, flowed in the very core of all humans, yet only few were able to unlock it. The will to live, some would call it. A blessing, others would say.

A curse, to be truthful.

The monsters were blessed with the power of magic, their bodies made of dust and mana. Thier souls could not remain after death, as their determination was low, but some said their compassion, their love, was high. What a lie, that is.

They were powerful beings... But in the end, humans proved to be too strong.

With the greatest magic of the human race, determination, a few magically gifted humans had created a barrier, and trapped all of monster kind down within a mountain. Mount Ebott, where no human was said to return from.

Hundreds of years passed since that day, and this is where our story begins.

Frisk, a young girl, finds herself on a bed of flowers, the golden petals slightly shriveled due to a lack of care. She has no memories of the past, no voice she wishes to use, just her fingers and the pad of paper in her backpack.

Alone in a world where everything is not right. Mix and matched... Reset. Nothing is as it should be, and our young hero could feel it. This was a world of killer monsters, who await the seventh soul. The human soul that will unlock their future, and give them freedom.

Frisk, is the one who holds that key.
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Child, mostly-mute, and female Frisk. There is a possibility of Frisk/Sans, yet it will only be slight. Mostly fluff. Underfell AU with a small-ish twist. Timeline referencing.

Warning: There will be some crude language, and dark themes ahead, so readers beware.