The Nature of the SOUL: A Bright Beginning

by Johnathan-desu

The boy never liked his life. It was boring. Unexciting. He got his chance soon enough, but it may not be the opportunity he really desired. The Monsters' fate was in his hands. And he hadn't washed them in a while. 1st fanfic ever, so don't hate plz .

1. Chapter 1

A/N: I do not claim any ownership of the characters that have been shown in the best

game ever, UNDERTALE. This is my first fanfic ever, so sorry if it's not too good or

too short. With all that behind, enjoy!

One more detail: Frisk is addressed as they, and Nine is a male.

The boy knew his duties well. Every boy has duties. It's one of the first things his parents taught him. But his duties were… somewhat different from the others.

If a "normal " boy's duty was to do his homework, his homework was to study the nature of the SOUL. He never had a name. He never knew his parents, never had friends. Not a single person ever wanted to be near him, not since the accident…

But the boy never saw a point in mourning the dead. After all, they were dead and he was alive.

If they were stupid enough to die, they deserved it.

One day, though, he met a nice man. He was a very smart scientist who cared about everyone and taught the boy what it truly means to be loved and cared for. He wanted to research the Monster race, but knew that whoever falls down never survives. Everyone, except Frisk.

When he emerged, he saw everyone in that shithole Ebott, and saw the boy. Frisk quickly befriended him and they were happy. At least, for a while.

Frisk didn't want to go back to the UNDERGROUND, even though he said the monsters were nice. That night, the scientist passed away.

Frisk wanted to help the monsters, but knew that they were not smart enough.

He looked at the boy, and asked him his name, to which the boy replied: "I don't have a name."

Frisk looked aghast. "You're nine years old and still don't have a name?"

"Yeah," replied the boy.

"You're planning to go to the UNDERGROUND, right?", asked Frisk reluctantly. "Well, why don't you pick a name for yourself? Ooh, I have an idea: how about Nine? To mark your turn from a lone boy to a smart and prideful man! Also, you are about to be the ninth human who enters the UNDERGROUND, I think."

The journey is long, Nine knew that much. He was determined to help the Monsters and explore the world as much as he could.

And that was the story of the weak and lonely boy's death, and rebirth as Nine, a young and aspiring scientist.

So, that was it for this chapter. Hope it's not too short and that you had a great time.

If you are interested in more, review or email

me about some ideas you have or little

stuff I missed.