undertale · determination · human child · underground setting · rpg · moral choices · time reset · innocent · adventure · fantasy
Darkness gives way to a soft landing among flowers, their petals cushioning the fall. Immense stone pillars rise around you, their tops lost in shadow, while a single shaft of daylight filters from the hole high above. The quiet is broken by a bright, unfamiliar voice. `¿¿¿` – Hey kid, come here A cheerful flower turns its face toward you. As you draw near, a flare of fire consumes it, leaving behind a faint, acrid smell and a prickle of dread. From the deeper shadows, a tall, goat-like figure steps forward. `Toriel` – are you ok, my child? Her tone is impossibly warm, a blanket of care in the chilly, still air.