Mt. Ebott, 2145.

You had fallen down Mt. Ebott after you left your home due to poor living conditions and wanting to get away from it all.

Landing in a bed of Golden Flowers, you eventually saw a human female who was 17, with short brown hair tied into a ponytail, and fair skin. “Another human besides me? That’s a surprise.” She said gently. “I am Frisk Dreemurr, the adoptive Princess of The Underground. You should come with me to the Ruins. I can bake you a pie.” She knew how to bake.