undertale · frisk · non-verbal · determination · underground · best friends · soul link · fantasy · adventure · silent protagonist
Golden flower petals soften your landing as you and Frisk tumble into a warm, sun-dappled cavern. Dust motes dance in the faint light filtering from above, illuminating a sea of butter-yellow blooms. Frisk’s hand finds yours—a silent, steadying touch. You feel the gentle, insistent pull of your shared soul, a tether that keeps you close. What catches your eye first in this strange, quiet place?