Prologue: The Holy War “Long in the days before the Rose-clad empire, in a land not very far east of here, lived a tribe of humans beloved by the gods. While the gods showered their favor in every corner of the earth, nowhere was quite so dense in blessings than the land by the gods’ mountain, Ebott. It was said that if a human could treck onto the sacred mountain with little else but the clothes on their back, and a pure heart; if that human could earn the blessing of each god they passed to the summit, they would have the doors to heaven opened to them as an angel.
“Now climbing the mountain is not the only path to heaven, children. Do not be alarmed. But, it was the only path to restore a human to what they once were, an angelic being free from strife and sin.
“For a while, humans tried and failed to ascend the steps, to earn holy favor and be borne up into the sky on wings of light... It does sound rather sill
Deep in the foothills of Ebott rests a village of the same name. This village is blanketed by a dense forest and no matter how far you go from this forgettable hamlet the woods are littered with old stone. Not that old stone is at all very impressive; no. What is impressive, in Frisk’s mind, is how these slabs fitted together, interlocking at perfect right angles disrupted only by the occasional tree root. It was for all intents and purposes a road leading right up the mountain's back. Sometimes Frisk could even pick out the foundation of a building or two.
She liked the woods a great deal. It was quiet, peaceful, soothing. Being around other humans was absolutely exhausting. They didn’t allow her in any of the many houses, she was not permitted to eat with them, and under no circumstances was she to speak. Her bloodline is cursed, they would say. “Oh no, here co
Never- Part 2
Frisk grabbed her head and curled into a little ball on the flowers. Just above her a small golden star hovered, twinkling. She gazed at the spec of existence, feeling power ebbing from it. Her fingers lightly brushed the star and gold burst over her eyes. She shook her head to clear the blots. It... All that power just rushed into her. Odd. Her fingertips tingled and energy pulsed through her limbs. She flinched at the light tap of something falling onto her chest.
It was a card with the number zero embolized in gold on it. The slip depicted a figure about to walk off a cliff, eyes upturned to the heavens with open arms while a dog tried to pull him back from the edge. Frisk felt a voice from deep within her. “Your journey has begun.” It was almost her voice but there was something off about it. Regardless, she felt determined to complete her quest. Asriel was wait
Friends: Well I have six friends (She have a really awesome art O_O) and my AWESOME and BEAUTIFULL BAE! (she have a really cool undertale comic!) AND... Of course who else then beautiful Abbi (she has so ducking cool fanfiction of Undertale)
and Shelby she is so awesome person and I love her (and check her art its so BEAUTIFUL!)
Then here is Blaze shes just funny crazy and sometimes drunk which is really fun but shes a good frined too and really good person
and Oli! shes really a good person and frined and she can make you smile OH and she has such a good art!!!
otherwise I dont have any friends
So if you want to talk to me ,don't be shy