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A long time ago......
Humans and monsters lived in pace...
But one day....
War broke bettween the two species...
Humans were afraid of the monsters magic.
Monsters were afraid of the humans determination.
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In the end, humans won.
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They seal the monsters Underground with a powerfull spell, never to see the light of day again.
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Many...many years has past since then.....
After a great tragedy hit the monsters again, Asgore, the King of all monsters, declare war on humanity once more.
All the humans that fell in the Underground, were to be brign to the king, to take they soul.
Seven human souls were needed to broke the spell, the Barrier, that keeps the monsters under the Mt. Ebbot.
Six soul were curentily in the kind possesion....
The king only needed one more....
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But nobody will come...
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At the end of the Ruins, in a small house, Toriel, the Caretaker of the Ruins, finish up her story.
"Now you understand my child, why can't I let you outside of this house? Please nod." the goat lady said. Before her stood a baby, a toddler maybe, they soul red with determination, ready to run out the house, but they body refused, obeying they new mother order like a good puppet.
Toriel smiled, getting out of her comfy chair and picks up the small child.
"I know that you don't look like a human anymore, but it will take many years until your soul will fully become one a monster. Until then, you shall remain in this house and at the right age, you could explore the Ruins as much as you like!" she said rasing the child up to celling and getting a good look at them.
They indeed, didn't look like a human child anymore, not like the one Toriel found at the entrance of the Ruins. That baby was in a bad shape from the fall and with only half of they soul left. This new body was very different, it remind Toriel of a piece of coal on fire. The small body had a rocky structure, lines of fire going like veins on the arms, legs and torso. The head was a little different, it was orange with four lines going from the top of the head, over the eyes, two for each eye and ending at the bottom. The eyes were big, they looked like a black void, save for the fact that there were two red X's on each eye. The nose was there, but not visible. The mouth was a staight line, not looking like there was going to be a smile there anytime soon.
"You know, this body was originaly for my child Chara! They fell sick with no much chance of surviving. So Doctor Gaster made them this body, so that they can be reborn as a monster." Toriel face turned in one of sorrow and holds the baby closer.
"But she died before that day come, along with my son....."
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Toriel face quickly turned in a forced smile and lets the baby down.
"But you are alive! I saved you in time! You will live a pacefull life! Away from danger! Isn't it great? Please smile...."
A smile appear on the small child, it didn't look forced, just like Toriel wanted.
"Everything will be ok my child.... I promise."
She takes the child hand and leads them towards they bedroom.
"It's late. Time for bed..."
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Deep in the Ruins, a golden flower sits alone.
"She lost her mind." said Flowey the Flower, looking at the ground.
"That thing is no longer a child, its just a puppet. They are worse then me! I can move and what I want! But can't feel a thing...." he goes in the ground and pops right outside of Toriel house.
" The can't move without someone ordering them what to do........"
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Inside the house, the child sits down in they bed. Black tears going down they face.
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"But they can feel everythig."