Multiverse Saga/Taken!Altertale/Chapter 1

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Location: AlT-113

Time: 0 hours after emergence

"Oh wow..." Sans said as the morning sun crept up from over the horizon, its radiant light falling upon the eyes of the seven figures standing near the top of Mount Ebott.

"Is it not beautiful, everyone?" Papyrus asked the other six figures.

Nobody else spoke, they all simply watched the sun inch further and further above the horizon.

Standing there on the precipice was a single Human child, named Frisk, and six Monsters of varying species and sizes. Not the horrific Monsters of old campfire stories, but kind, caring beings that simply wished to live in peace; much like their Human counterparts.

"Wow... it's e-even better than on TV." said Alphys; a nerdy 6-foot lizard-Monster with a stutter and a bad habit of slouching, which made her look a foot shorter than she actually was. "*Way* better! Better than I ever imagined!"

"Frisk, you *live* with this!?" Undyne—a great Monster like a piranha that was nearly a seven-foot-tall tower of muscle—interjected. "The sunlight is so nice... and the air so fresh!" She took a deep breath and sighed. "I really feel alive!"

"Hey Tori..." Asgore—a nearly six-foot goat-Monster—started to say. "What's that ball?"

"That's the sun, my friend." Toriel—Asgore's younger sister (who reached about a foot shorter)—said.

"That's the sun? Incredible!!!"

"I could stand here and watch this all day." Papyrus—the nearly eight-foot tall skeletal king of Monsters—said.

"Yes, it is quite beautiful." Sans—Papyrus's older, yet shorter, brother—said. "But there are more important things to think about right now."

"Yes, of course, brother, you're right." Papyrus said, gathering his authoritative demeanor.

"Everyone," Papyrus started to say, "this is the beginning of a bright new future. A future of peace between Humans and Monsters."

Papyrus then turned to face Frisk.

"Frisk..." he said carefully. "Will you act as our ambassador to the Humans?"

A smile spread across the Human's smooth face, yet no other feature besides the mouth changed.

"Of course!" she said.

Asgore jumped away from the precipice when Frisk answered.

"Yeah!" he said, punching the air. "Frisk will be the best ambassador! And I, the amazing Asgore, will be the best mascot!"

Asgore started running down the mountainside, shouting "I'll go make a great first impression!"

Toriel chuckled a bit. "Well," she said, "someone's gotta keep him outta trouble. See y'all."

Toriel then turned from the precipice and walked back into the cave-mouth opposite the cliff.

"Not that it will matter, one way or the other." Toriel mumbled to herself, gritting her teeth as she looked back at Frisk, who was now watching Undyne and Alphys run off after Asgore.

Letting out a great sigh, Toriel teleported from the cave to a point ahead of Asgore, waiting for him to arrive so she could watch the ruckus he would make.

"Coded." a raspy voice forced out.

A lone figure sat in a shroud of darkness, glyphs of colored text zipping past along the various surfaces that surrounded him.

The figure clawed at his empty eye-sockets, as if trying to scratch an unquenchable itch, groaning as he did so. After a few minutes, his hands lowered.

"Barrier destroyed again." The figure said. "Host of RESETs... not satisfied."

His tongue flopped from his mouth and began to glide over his teeth. The figure then went back to clawing for a time.

As he clawed at his sockets, he also started to grind his teeth, growing in speed and ferocity as time progressed. After a minute, the grinding and clawing stopped so suddenly, it was as if time itself had ceased.

The figure then began laughing, first slowly, carefully, and lucid; then more erratic, unpredictable, and mad. Then it stopped, and the figure stood up.

Standing to full height, the figure took a deep breath, his empty sockets glowing a dull grey.

"Madness." the figure laughed out as he wrapped his boney hand around the rough wooden handle of an axe. "... sanity to bear."

The figure continued to chuckle to himself as he shambled forward blindly, a single bright white light emanating from his right socket lighting the surfaces he passed.

"Yes..." he mumbled. "All to bear."