So this is my first story! All aboard the hype train! Whoop whoop! Okay so excitement aside, I'm so glad to be here with all of you lovely readers. As I said in the summary I've always loved the Dancetale AU and I think it could be converted into a sort of rhythm game. There aren't too many fanfics about it so this will be a straight across the board conversion of Undertale with a few musical elements thrown into the mix. All of the main characters you love (and hate) will be included here too! The protagonist here will be Frisk on a pure pacifist route, but I'll be saying "You" instead of going third person and saying "They" and maybe if enough people read this I can make them go on a neutral or genocidal route after. That being said here's the short prologue of The Dance of Souls!
You were walking on the trail that leads to the top of Mt. Ebott when you encountered a strange hole. You walk over to get a closer look, feeling the dirt and rocks under your worn shoes. You reach the gap in the floor and hear a melody unlike anything you've ever heard before. It was hypnotizing and beautiful, unlike the music played these days. Completely entranced, you walk closer and lean into the hole. Suddenly you feel a gust of wind, and you trip over a sizable root. You fall into the dark hole with nothing to save yourself with. You grip at the empty air in vain before you completely give up on saving yourself. Your last thoughts before you hit the ground consist of your parents and the tales they told of this exact mountain. A few months ago, they told you that people who go up the mountain never return. They warned you not to go up there, and you listened for the most part. You thought it was just an old folk's tale and decided to see for yourself before you moved again, but you realized that you should've listened to your parents. The world goes dark.
You wake up on a bed of yellow flowers with the light from the surface shining down on you. You check your surroundings and see a dusty pink tutu next to you. You put it on and feel a sudden urge to dance. Since no one is watching you decide to go for it. You kick off your sneakers and stretch your legs out. As soon as you decide to dance, your legs seem know what to do without you ever taking lessons. You begin a strange sort of dance not even needing music, the thrum of your SOUL leading you into spins and you manage to keep your balance while standing on the tips of your toes. You twirl through the room and leap into the hallway. When you stop and turn you see a huge purple door looming above of you. Since there's nothing important in this room and and the dancing improved your mood significantly, you walk through the large doorway.