You fell from the mountain because you were curious. There wasn't any special reason, other than that.
In the town that you live in, beneath the shadow of Mt. Ebott, there's a story about a child who traveled to the world of the monsters. It's said that long ago, the child climbed the mountain and disappeared, which is where the story should have ended. That's where it usually did. But...this child had returned.
They were cradled in the arms of a monster, dead.
Of course, the humans attacked it. They drove it back across the barrier, to the land beneath the earth where it came from. It took the child's body with it.
It happened so long ago there's nobody left alive who saw it with their own eyes, but in the middle of the town, in a park with a garden that's filled with golden flowers, there's a statue.
It depicts a monster; tall, imposing, with wicked horns and cruel eyes. Its face is twisted in a hideous snarl, baring its jagged teeth. It looks merciless, enraged, evil. It's meant to be terrifying, and it is.
But every time you stand before it, your eyes are drawn downwards to the tiny bundle clutched within the monster's claws. The child, with its hair draping limply across their plain, blunted features. It's incredibly disconcerting how much it looks like you.
The child in the statue haunts your dreams. They stand in a field of bright yellow blossoms, and beckon you toward the top of the mountain. You can see it in your window every morning when you wake up, looming over the horizon, with the image of the fallen child burned in your mind.
It's not too hard to slip away one day, when nobody's looking. Clutching a flower from the park garden in your fist, you ascend to the peak of Mt. Ebott.
There's a cave at the top, and in the cave, a hole, where sunlight dimly filters down into the darkness. You creep to the edge of the hole to peer down, and it seems like it goes on forever. It's eerie, standing above an entire world, a civilization you'll never know anything about.
And there's a feeling, a little like being pushed—or did you slip? Did someone laugh, or was it the sound of wind rushing by your ears?
It doesn't matter, because either way, you fall.
You wake up in a bed of flowers, petals bleeding sunlight underneath you. The first thing you realize is that surprisingly little hurts. The second thing you realize is that you can't remember your name.
The third thing you realize is that you're in the Underground.
You're not quite certain how to parse that fact; it seems too big to take in all at once. You breathe in the scent of flowers and stale air, tipping your head back to where far above, a glimmer of light shines down. Too far above. It makes you dizzy.
You look back to your immediate surroundings. Stone walls, stone floor, stone...hallway? A rough passageway breaks from the right side of the room.
Beyond it lies darkness...and the world of the monsters.
There's no choice but to go through it, so you do.
A/N: Yoooo! Uh, I'd just like to note, I have no idea what I'm doing. Anyway, that aside, I hope this isn't unbearable to read? Hahaha.
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