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"Is this the place?" Clara asked when we approached the house. "Yeah, this is the place." I said, grinning ear to ear. The small house filled me with nostalgia as we walked forward.

"It doesn't look like much." Clara said, "I know," I admitted, "But trust me, this place has one hell of a history." Clara raised an eyebrow at this, "Do tell." "It's kind of a long story." I said. "Yeah, because you totally can't just stop time and tell me." Clara teased, "Come on, you've got me curious now. Plus you owe me for that Moldsmol bull shit."

I chuckled at this, snapping my fingers to temporarily freeze time. True would be able to keep time stopped for as long as he wanted, but I would only be able to manage it for about an hour or so.

"It all started back a long, long time ago. Monsters and humans used to both live on the surface. Naturally, war broke out between them. I don't have any proof to say for sure, but I'd put my money on the humans having been the ones to start it. Anywho, monsters lost and were forced underground, beneath MT. Ebbot. Seven human magicians cast a spell to form the Barrier, which will keep anything inside, unless it's soul has the combined power of a monster and a human soul. Monster souls are weak, so much so that it would take every monster soul in existence to equal the power of one human soul, so monsters were pretty much fucked."

Clara nodded, "Monsters got a shit deal." "No kidding." I agreed, "Anyway, the kingdom we've been walking through, the RUINS, were once called Home, and it was the first settlement the monsters made underground. After that, they left and went forward, setting up downs in Snowdin forest, Waterfall, and Hotland along the way. Finally they reached the end of the caverns and made a new kingdom there. It's usually just called the Capital, but the real name of the place is New Home."

"New Home? Really?" Clara questioned. I shrugged, "The king is pretty great, but he sucks at naming things. Anywho, the king and queen had a kid named Asriel, and when he was little, a human fell into the Underground. Asriel saved him, and the two became like siblings. Or like a couple if certain fanfics are to be believed. Regardless, they were thick as thieves."

"But the human, Chara, they weren't right. They hated humanity, and probably didn't fall into the Underground by accident, or at least they didn't come to the mountain by accident. They wanted humanity gone. So they committed suicide, disguise it as an accident, and letting Asriel absorb their soul. They passed through the Barrier and went out."

"Asriel and Chara both had equal control over the new god-like body, and Chara planned on using that power to kill six humans, take their souls, and use that power to shatter the Barrier while inciting another human/monster war, one the monsters might win this time."

"But Asriel realized what his friend was up to, and held their shared body back, letting the humans attack it mercilessly. Asriel forced the defeated body back into the Underground before it turned to dust. But determination is powerful in this world, and both their souls lived on, however weakly. Asriel's essence became bound to a flower, which became Flowey, the Cthulhu flower I mentioned earlier, and Chara became like a phantom, unable to really effect the world unless possessing someone willing to accept their violent ways."

"The king took this as the straw that broke the camel's back, declaring war on the humans, vowing to kill every human that entered the Underground until he had enough souls to shatter the barrier and punish the humans. But the queen, she was having none of it. She left New Home, returning here, to that little house, where she's been ever since. And whenever a human shows up, she's always there to protect them, to keep them from going out to Asgore."

I could see Clara smile at this, so it was hard to make myself finish the story, "The first to enter queen Toriel's house was the last to leave. She was a little girl, known for her patience and armed with only a toy knife and a little ribbon in her hair. She was the youngest when she arrived at Toriel's, an initially accepted Toriel's request to stay and live there. But after watching five other humans come and go, she decided it was her duty to go as well, and snuck out in the night."

"She made it far, all the way to Asgore in fact, but by that point, she knew what had happened to the other humans, and knew she would not make it to the surface. She confronted the king, and was killed in one attack."

Clara gasped, but I kept going. "The second human was a boy. He was rough and tough, wearing two pink leather gloves and a bandanna. He was willing to fight his way through the whole Underground if he had to, his courage knew no end. But when he met the skeleton who's checkpoint rested right outside the doors on the RUINS, he was killed almost immediately, his gear scattered and his soul collected."

"The third human was a girl. She was a ballerina, unique, never one to follow any tune but her own. Naturally, this led to her disobeying Toriel and heading out. Her journey was not without blood-shed, and in the end, the hammer of justice fell upon her in Waterfall, where she was cornered and killed."

"The fourth was a kind and caring soul. He refused to believe that the king could be so cruel as they were saying. He left the RUINS with nothing but his apron and trusting frying pan. He was nothing but kind to all as he went, giving out food to any who asked. But he met his end in Hotland, where the same skeleton who claimed the courageous fist fighter before showed him no mercy."

"The fifth soul was persistent. She was a sponge for knowledge and ached to learn as much as she could about the Underground. She only meant to leave the RUINS for a short while so she could study some monsters, but it quickly turned into an escape when monsters everywhere tried to kill her. Once again, the hammer of justice ended her in Waterfall."

"And the fifth soul was one of justice. He knew that the king wasn't evil, but he also knew that the king wasn't a saint. He left the RUINS with his gun loaded, ready to do a service to all humans, even if he died in the process. He battled his way all the way to Asgore, even confronting Undyne, the newly recruited royal guard along the way. He could tell she was just doing her job, but he was just doing his. He shot her in the eye to get passed her, but saw no reason to take her life. Asgore however, killed him in battle."

"All these humans passed through Toriel's home. This place has heard her laugh and cry." I finished. "And moan apparently."

I was about to get onto Clara for ruining the moment, until I realized that I'd been so focused on telling my story that time had restarted, and moans were indeed sounding from the small house. Curious, we both crept forward and peeked through the window, our jaws dropping at what we saw.

Sans or Frisk (male, female, futa, C-boy)?