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The Ninth Child

Summary:

Long ago, humans sealed monsters away with a magic spell... Legends said that no one who climbed their mountain ever returned. Many years later...

One human does. And, it seemed, with all of monsterkind behind the child's small steps.

Yet, not all monsters have left the Underground. When a ninth fallen child falls onto Flowey's carefully tended bed of flowers, Flowey must decide if he will help her escape when he himself can not. Or, if he will let the last friend he could ever have leave...

Meanwhile, Ninth Child may have more to do than escape the Underground... A darkness lingers... something she has tried to escape haunts her, something stronger than any human or any monster threatens monsterkind and humanity.

The Ninth Child may be humanity's only hope at redemption, and monster's only hope for true freedom from the past that haunts them all.
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A sequel to the events of Undertale. Frisk has, just like Flowey, exhausted all that could be done in the Underground. Curiosity lead to the ultimate evil, even worse than anything Flowey had ever committed... But with regret, Frisk attempts to reset and free all monsters. Still, something dark follows, intent on destroying everything..

Notes:

Well, you read the summary.

I will not give away information on the plot easily, and so you may be occasionally confused. If you are, good. I want you to be!

I hope you enjoy! :)

Chapter 1: True Beginning

Chapter Text

Long ago, two races ruled over the Earth: HUMANS and MONSTERS.

One day, war broke out between the two races.

After a long battle, the humans were victorious.

They sealed the monsters underground with a magic spell.

 

Many years later…

 

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Legends say that those who climb the mountain never return.

One cold spring, a human child fell…

…and returned.

 

Legends say that seven human souls could free the monsters from the underground.

Legends say an ‘angel’ who has seen the surface would descend from above and bring freedom.

Never would it be a human, but a Monster.

 

 

Many years later… Monsters took a bleaker outlook.

The emblem and prophecies of hope were nothing more than an Angel of Death. A harbinger of destruction, waiting to “free” Monsters — from the mortal realm.

Where humans could, or would, no longer kill them.

And yet…

Someone is out there. Someone who will never give up trying to do the right thing, no matter what.

There is no prophecy. There is no legend.

It is just something we know to be true.