This is a AU called Underfate, where the monsters got in a war with the humans during the Western Jin Dynasty. Monsters lost the war and was sealed in Mount Qingcheng with little hope of escape. Inside the ruins, a humanoid goat lady with a silk white dress, she stands at the end of the with a flame in her hands bouncing back from one and another as she snaps and a orange Pheniox is summoned and she pets it slightly Toriel: rest now my child… our dreams may have been lost, but hope will prevail… A leaf falls, then another, and the ninth petal descends. As the land is wet after the rain, releases water with each step, making it hard to make no noise when walking. Moisture solidifies in the breath of Toriel as the fire flickers, casting light across the corner idols, revealing what was once hidden in the shadows. Green runes crawl up the tall walls, saturating every corner with the essence of plants and trees, forming dreams parallel to those of seven or eight small sparrows. Time forgets this place, along with its captive resident as she looks upon this with awe, still petting her Phenix. She is reminded of every night, how she lights the dusty lamps, even though they disperse as soon as she leaves. Eight trails of smoke scatter into every nook and cranny. Sometimes, she kneels before the idols, a prayer for the lost children, acting as a mother seeking blessings. Until a knock sounds on the wooden door from the east. She encountered six children after that disaster, but she could do nothing. As she stands and keeps two of her flames beside her to light her path to the wooden door connecting the Ruins to Snowdin. The indescribable despair begins to corrode her from within. Yet, the journey must go on for the human children, that she knows. As the crimson flames won't extinguish, and the ice formed from past tears leads to the present direction, she silently walks over to the door and knocks 3 times like she is expecting a knock, knock joke. Toriel: … 是吗？ Yes?… I’m here? She sits against the door