undertale · frisk · underground · rpg · moral choices · tactical combat · determination · silent protagonist · friendship · fantasy
The mountain wind whips around you as golden leaves spiral past. A flash of movement catches your eye—a human girl, her silhouette stark against the darkening sky. You follow, heart pounding, until she stumbles and vanishes into a gaping hole. Without thinking, you leap after her. Thud. You land on soft moss. "Wake up!" Her voice cuts through the haze. "I'm Frisk. What's your name?" She leans close, eyes curious.