Now that you thought about it, weren't sure why you had made the journey to the top of Mt. Ebott. You had long been consumed with curiosity of the mountain that was said to contain the one entrance to the world of monsters. They were supposed to have been sealed away generations before you had been born. Personally, you didn't believe the stories. The tale was just too wild, too unbelievable. Monsters? Like the kind that lived under your bed? Impossible.
You just couldn't resist the temptation of learning this for yourself, you reasoned. That had to be it. Before you were gone, you had to know. Maybe you were hoping to just get taken out by some monster. But now that you were hopelessly lost in the caverns of the mountain's upper half, your Determination was wavering.
You had been wandering for hours. Every turn that you hoped would lead you to the exit was a lasting disappointment. Even more disheartening were the various holes in the rock that feigned the exit with sunlight shining through. You were starting to lose hope.
Eventually, you came to a cavern much larger than the others. You continued to walk forward, not interested now that you knew this wasn't the way out. You had been tricked by the vast amount of light that poured in from the ceiling. However, your foot didn't meet solid ground. Just as you felt yourself falling forward, you shot backward, narrowly avoiding your fate. You stepped back from what you now realized was a vast, yawning pit. It positively filled the chamber you found yourself in, which had to be at least 50 feet in diameter. And even from here, you could not see the bottom. You gently kicked a stone over the edge. After several minutes, you deemed that it was far too deep to be messing around with. You turned away, deciding that this was definitely not the way to go.
Suddenly, a loud noise came from the cave in front of you. In seconds, a bat came flying out. Before you could react, you could see it was coming right at your face. With a cry, you stepped backward, shielding your face.
The horrid realization came just a second later.
You felt something behind your heel, and looked down just in time to catch the withered root at your feet. You had tripped. And behind you was nothing but empty space. Your thoughts raced at a mile-a-minute. So this was how you were going to die. You always thought it would be at the hands of someone else, or at least more dignified than falling down a hole. But maybe it wouldn't be so bad to just... disappear.
Maybe this is what you wanted in the first place.
Wind whistled in your ears as you fell, yet all was quiet. Gradually, the fear that consumed your soul faded into a dull sense of acceptance. There was nothing you could do now. Why not just accept it. You could see the light blue sky above growing smaller and smaller, until it was smaller than your fist. You'd never see that sky again, or those golden flowers. That was one thing you'd miss.
"H-hey, are you alright?" The voice came piercing through the fog of your mind. Gradually, you could feel your body and the world come back into focus. Everything hurt, as if every part of your body was struck by a thousand punches and kicks. You could feel yourself lying on grass, which you supposed accounted for the fact that you were still alive. Despite lying face-down, you could not force your body to move.
Gradually, you became aware of footsteps coming closer. Eventually, you felt a hand on your back. Except, it felt different than a hand. Too big. Too fuzzy. "Oh, please be alright…"
You forced your arms to move as you pushed yourself up. Every part of your body screamed for rest, but you didn't listen. You had to see if your suspicions were true. After a moment, you realized the hand had pulled away. You turned your head and opened your eyes.
When your vision finally cleared, a goat-like face greeted you. You would have jumped in surprise and fear, but further movement was impossible. After further investigation, you realized that you were looking at a kid, probably your age, but mixed with a goat or something. White fur all over, and little horns, but with the body of a child. This really was a monster. The stories about them being sealed under Mt. Ebott were true. By that train of thought, the war had to be true as well.
The monster smiled, and you noticed tears in his eyes. "You're alive! I'm so glad!" He looked up, and you knew he was probably looking up at the hole you had just fallen through.. "You fell from… up there, didn't you?" You nodded slowly, that movement alone very taxing. In fact, you couldn't keep yourself up any longer. Your arms shuddered, and you fell. Luckily, the monster was there to catch you. He looked so concerned. You couldn't understand. Here was a monster, something that could probably destroy you with ease despite being a child, and he was taking pity on you. Of all the people who would.
The monster helped you to your feet, allowing you to use him as a crutch of sorts. "Asriel! Where did you go?" Another, deeper voice echoed through the area. You could barely focus on it as you felt yourself fading back into unconsciousness.
The boy looked panicked again. "W-wait! Don't pass out again! Um, what am I supposed to do in this situation… R-right, what's your name?" Your vision was fading around the edges, but you still managed to force out an answer.
"Chara…"
"Chara, huh? That's a nice name. Mine's…." That was all you could hear before consciousness left you again.