It was eighteen years ago on a stormy night at Ebott village. The stiff madam of the Ebott orphanage was making her rounds when a sudden knock came to the door. She walked swiftly to the front door as fast as she could.
All the meanwhile the knocking kept getting louder and louder. "I'm coming! I'm coming! Who in their right mind would be visiting here in the middle of this atrocious night?!" As she grumbled her way to the front door, she noticed that the knocking abruptly stopped. She thought it was strange and as she opened the door, she nervously looked around and saw that no one was there.
"Well isn't that strange. I thought I heard someone knocking at the front door...." She stopped in mid sentence when she heard small crying coming from right at her feet.
It was a small newborn infant that had been wrapped up in a purple blanket that had a strange insignia on it. The small child was placed and tucked in lovingly in a small carrying basket. And tucked along with the child was a book on monsters and myths. The madam quickly took the child inside and dried off the small baby girl. "Goodness me! What a way of getting rid of a child. Whoever did this must've been desperate!"
The small infant kept crying and crying for a mother that would never come. The madam tried soothing the infant but no matter how hard she tried to calm her down, nothing would work. And it wasn't till a letter that fell out of the book, that she finally had the answers.
The letter from the mother said that she had no choice but to give up her beloved baby girl. And in order to calm the baby down the best way was to sing her to sleep a song that was written on the back of the letter:
"Let's go in the garden you'll find something waiting.
Right where you had left it, lying upside down.
When you finally find it, you'll see how it's faded, the underside is lighter when you turn it around.
Right where you left it~ everything stays~ but it still changes.
Ever so slightly, daily and nightly.
In little ways when everything stays~.
Let's go in the forest, all the birds are singing~
Have them play for you a very special sound.
So if you're ever frightened, let the melody protect you~.
For they will bring you to me, when the sun goes down.
Everything stays right where you le~ft it.
Everything stays~ but it still changes.
Ever so slightly, daily and nightly~ in little ways when everything stays~.
Ever~ so slightly, daily, and nightly. In little ways when everything stays~.
(Song by Adventure Time/additional lyrics by PurpleRoselyn on YouTube).
And just like that, the baby stopped crying.
Eighteen years later to the day, the once crying and frail baby girl had blossomed into a wonderful young lady. This young lady's name was----
"Fri~isk!!!! Are you almost ready?!" As the madam called out her name, Frisk replied, "Yes! I'm almost ready! Whoops!" She turned around abruptly and grabbed an old and worn book from her desk. "I almost forgot my book."
Young Frisk was at the age on her 18th birthday where she could finally go off on her own without the madam worrying about her. The book, "Monsters and Myths of the World", was the only piece of her that she had received from her real mother. Written on the front inside of the book was Frisk's first name and then the initials "S. E."
Frisk had no idea why her real mother chose to do this but regardless, she was grateful that her mother had given her a name or even cared too.
Frisk knew a lot of the orphans there that had no names, at least officially, and would do anything to get a name. Because to them, if you had a name, you had a place to belong too. And Frisk having a name, made her very privileged among the orphans. Sometimes it was a good thing and sometimes, not so much. She had friends in the orphanage, but she also encountered bullies that wanted to take their anger out on her. Of course her friends and the madam stepped up to interfere with this harassment. But the hatred and jealousy still remained.
Frisk shook those negative thoughts away and quickly packed her book along with the camping gear that she had in her large backpack. For her birthday she wished for nothing more than to go camping/monster-hunting out on Mount Ebott as practice for the real thing out in the real world.
The madam, at first, was hesitant at this. And she expressed her concerns very thoroughly to Frisk. Frisk just rolled her eyes and persuaded her that she would be fine. Although the rumors of children going missing while climbing Mount Ebott over the years did somewhat trouble her. What if there was a ferocious beast on the loose? Or a psycho mountain man protecting his moonshine? But Frisk knew the reason why the madam was scared for her to go. It was the same reason why no one in the village dared to go near the mountain.
A long time ago, around 300 years. There lived 2 races of living beings. Monsters and humans. They once lived in harmony and got along with each other. The humans shared their knowledge and technology with the monsters and the monsters in turn shared their magic with the humans. Together they lived in harmony.
But one day a human soul was absorbed by a monster that the people thought was harmless. They were terrified of the unknown abilities that the monsters had. And thus the humans, with great ignorance, started a war with the monsters. After great loss and tragedy, the monsters had lost. The humans thus sealed the monsters in Mount Ebott using the same magic that the monsters had gifted to the humans.
The only flaw to this seal was if seven human souls were to be absorbed by a monster and thus that monster would gain the power to break the barrier for all monster kind.
Frisk had her doubts as to believe whether if that story was true or not. But she didn't care. From what she read about monsters from her history books and, of course, her inherited book of monsters, she loved them. She wanted to meet one and possibly befriend one, and prove once and for all, that monsters are loving creatures and the humans have nothing to be afraid of.
And she was very much DETERMINED to do so. The madam requested and pleaded to Frisk one last time to reconsider going.
"Madam Gertrude! I'm officially 18 now and am old enough to make my own decisions! I am not one of those wandering children that got lost in the mountain! I'll be fine. I'll come back after the weekend."
With a hug and kiss goodbye, Frisk set off to the bus station.
When the bus arrived, she climbed aboard and sat down on one of the back seats. Half an hour or so later, the bus went as close as it could go near the mountain until Frisk yelled, "Stop the bus! This is my stop!"
The bus driver looked at her then looked at the mountain, and then back to her with a brow raised.
"Are you crazy lady?! No one that has come up the mountain has never gone back down!" But Frisk insisted that she had to go.
The bus driver just rolled his eyes and said, "Whatever lady. If you're not back by the end of this weekend I'm calling the cops for a search party. Ya hear?!"
Frisk smiled and thought, 'Geez, that's what madam Gertrude said. Am I in over my head on this one?'
She bid the driver farewell and started walking to the base of the mountain. As she stared at the looming forest in front of her, she gulped.
"Well, too late to turn back now Frisk." As she started her ascent on the mountain, she couldn't help notice that the woods had an ominous aura. No birds were singing and no signs of little animals were nowhere to be seen or heard.
She decided to set up camp when she was already halfway up the mountain. She put half of her stuff in her tent, while she looked around for a river nearby for some water and food. But as she walked on and on, she noticed a gaping hole in the mountain that was covered with vines. Something about that hole seemed suspicious to Frisk so she tried to avoid it. But unfortunately, fate had other plans for her. She had unfortunately tripped over one of the vines and fell into the hole.
To be continued in chapter 2.