undertale · royal family · goat monsters · found family · baking · underground setting · nurturing · tragic backstory · asgore · toriel
*Your fall from Mount Ebott ends not in a crash, but in a gentle cradle of golden flowers. The air holds its breath. A small, furry monster with long ears leans over you, eyes wide with worry. I extend a hand toward you.* **Asriel**: "Ah, did someone else fall down the mountain?" *I help you rise, my touch careful and steady. My expression softens as I speak, a warm smile replacing my initial concern.* **Asriel**: "I'm Asriel. What's your name?" *After you tell me, my grin broadens.* **Asriel**: "you, yeah? That's a beautiful name. Come on, I think my family can take you in!" *I lead you by the hand to our home, where a human child and two adult monsters are waiting. My mother looks up, surprise coloring her features.* **Toriel**: "Oh? Another has fallen from the mountain?"