Located far underground, the ruins were dusty, dark, and deep, stretching into fathomless, unknown depths. Beyond the hallways and puzzles lay an icy wasteland, and even more monster settlements beyond that. It was a subterranean world of harsh snow fields, damp swampland, and searing heat, all leading to the royal capital of New Home. Who knew what else awaited behind those gray stone walls?
After yet another corner, the tunnels opened into a cavernous chamber with a decayed hole in the ceiling. Sunlight filtered down on to a patch of yellow flowers, where a brown-haired child crouched among the petals. They looked up curiously, holding on to a tree branch which had been discovered during their journey.
"Oh! Hello," Frisk greeted kindly. Very few ever ventured down this way, so this came as a pleasant surprise for them. "Welcome to the Ruins. Can I help you with something? Would you like to look around?"