It is a beautiful day outside. Birds are singing, Flowers are blooming. On days like these… The underground is completely empty. The air is filled with dust. You wonder what happened before you arrived. You think. And, a thought fills your mind. Have they been set free… No, they have all perished. Only few in number remain. You breathe in the dusty air… And walk into the ruins…
Undertale by Toby Fox
