So far, this place didn't seem so bad after all. Besides an evil yellow flower almost trying to kill them, they made it through okay. Now, being lead by a goat lady, named Toriel, she was guiding them and showing how puzzles worked in this place called the "Underground". Legend has it that there was a war between the humans and monsters, and eventually, the monsters got pushed underground for, probably centuries. It was said there was a barrier that kept them between the Underground and the outside world. Sometimes, in their village, they would have this story told to them a lot. They were told that monsters were apparently dangerous. But, Toriel didn't seem dangerous in the slightest. Only when she took care of Flowey did she look the least bit threatening. But she seems fairly docile and nice. Telling them about the puzzles and all that. She even seemed proud when they engaged in a FIGHT with a dummy, which really wasn't a fight. Having to talk to the creatures was kind of strange, but they did it anyway with no problem. As long as Toriel was happy.
Soon, Toriel suddenly said she had to leave, leaving them alone. But, at least she gave them a cell phone, so they could contact her, so there was that. Being alone in the Ruins was a bit nervewracking for them. They trudged along aimlessly until they came across a creature, and a FIGHT engaged. This time, it was a gellatin looking creature. It seemed to be named "Moldsmol". It did a small jiggle as it approached the human. As they were about to press the ACT button, their eyes flicked over to the ominus FIGHT button. Toriel never mentioned this button, but from what they could tell, she didn't recommend it. But.. maybe it wouldn't hurt to just.. see what it did..? No! No, they can't! They shook their head and affirmatively turned their attention back to the ACT button - but, their hand didn't move to press it. Their eyes kept going towards the words in bright yellow font: "FIGHT". Okay, maybe they could just press it and see what it would do. Toriel didn't have to know, right? They switched to their left hand and softly and carefully pressed the button. Suddenly, within a blink of an eye, they slashed at the Moldsmol, making it turn into literal jelly. When the FIGHT ended, they looked at the stick they had in their hand with slight guilt, but, at the same time, it's like something was saying, "Good job. Now go and kill the rest of them." The word kill just kept ringing in their head, like a small chime you would hear from a church bell. They just clutched their stick and pressed forward.