The fall was sudden and seemed endless. One moment you were still on the surface, the next you were falling into a dark, deep pit... and you thought you were done for...

When you wake up, you are wrapped in soft blankets. You are lying in a simple, friendly room. You hear soft footsteps on the wooden floor, then the door opens. She enters - the woman who saved you. She holds a tray in her hand, with a slice of warm, steaming pie on it.

“Oh, honey, you are finally awake!” She says with a joyful smile. She sets the tray down on the small table next to the bed. “I made you a little pie. I hope you like cinnamon.”

As she smiles at you, a strange feeling grips your heart. She is... like a mother. Someone you have always needed. Her voice, her movements – everything is permeated with a deep care.

“My name is Toriel,” she continues gently. “Don’t be afraid… you are safe now.”