Underground

Prologue

**RECOMMENDED: Play "Once Upon A Time" from the Undertale soundtrack as you read! It'll be a cool immersing feature! May have to put the song on loop.**

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To be honest, you don't remember why you fell down. 

The last thing you truly remember was pure curiosity as you approached the remains of the border that separates reality from the Dream SMP. 

You never wanted to go back there. But why? You can't remember what was so bad about the underground. 

Everyone always warned you about how dangerous the SMP could be. There was always talk of constant wars, dangerous mobs, and most importantly, there was talk of a sadistic psychopath who lived on the server. He goes by the name of 'Dream'. You never really saw the reason behind the fear. A war over music discs? A revive book? Dream? These stories always just seemed like baseless rumors. As such, you felt brave enough to fall down and see this supposed 'danger' for yourself. To be honest, you're a big idiot. 

As you are falling, you recall a memory so distant that it feels like someone else's story. It's still very fuzzy, but you close your eyes and let the memory play in your mind.

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**Play Memory for this part in particular!**

There are three small children playing in a flower patch nearby. The first child is wearing a pig mask and a small crown made for dress up. The next is wearing glasses and a beanie. The final child, the smallest child, has a classic red and white T-shirt which really blends with his light blonde hair. The biggest child is holding a shoe box and is starting to walk towards an old oak tree. The middle child begins to speak:

"Aw, come on Techno! Why are you the one who gets to bury the time capsule?! I was the one who came up with the idea in the first place! I should be the one to bury it!"

The oldest, Techno, sighs but continues to walk towards the tree. "I'm burying the box because I'm the oldest and the most trustworthy."

The middle child begins to speak again. "You're only older by three minutes, dude! Plus, who made you the most trustworthy?!"

Techno turns towards the middle child, clearly perturbed now. "I become the most trustworthy when Phil when he placed me in charge of the two of you."

(Phil? Who the heck is that?! And why does he sound familiar?!)

The smallest child now speaks up. "Phil is such a buzzkill, especially when he puts you in charge. You never let us do anything!"

Techno turns and crouches to be on level with the small child. "Tommy, do you want me to hit you with my sword or do you want to stop talking?" 

Tommy begins to say, "Do it, it won't hurt," but before he could utter the words, Techno hits him upon the head with a plastic toy sword. HARD. Tommy falls to the ground before starting to cry. 

"Stop being such a baby Tommy," the middle child chimes in, "it couldn't have hurt that hard!"

Techno turns to the middle child and immediately hits them upon the head as well. Techno then picks up Tommy and makes sure he is okay before continuing on towards the oak tree. 

The middle child climbs back onto his feet before screaming at Techno.

"What the heck?! I swear I'm gonna pummel you to a pulp!" 

The middle child starts to sprint towards Techno with his own plastic sword unsheathed from his jacket. He was coming closer...and closer...and closer still...until...........

WHAM!

The middle child falls to the ground after a swift drop-kick from Techno. Techno walks over to him and helps him up. Once they have dusted off, Techno threatens, "If you tell Phil any of this, I WILL say that I drop-kicked you in self-defense. Watch yourself Wilbur."

(Wilbur... That name somehow makes you shiver in fear. But you don't know why. You don't know him...do you?)

Wilbur begins to pout but a strong glare from Techno stops him from saying anything. The memory soon fades out as your eyes slowly open upon a thud.

--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------You are now in a patch of yellow flowers. It probably saved you from the fall. And, sitting right in front of you, is another small flower but with a face showing a confused expression.