Long time ago, humans and monsters lived side by side for centuries.
But intention of war had spread through taverns and poems.
With the death of an innocent child, the body war has spread.
With the overwhelming victory of humans, monster had surrendered in this war.
They went back to their initial home - Mountain of Dreemurr and the King with the four archmages using an ancient artifact made a barrier around the mountain, what no monsters would ever roam through this world ever again.
1000 years later, a village called "Rifferside" is known for its peacefull lifestyle, honey making and an old legend of missing children in the forest. Village is located quite far from a city, missing children just stayed as a legend, maybe eaten by local wolves or else. In the modest house lived a girl with a long straight like silk hair, her eyes were color of the crimson red and a calm demeanor what added a scent of perfection to her. Locals would have feared her and even kicked out of the village if not for her status as a daughter of the owner of this all bee farming, her father was gentle and caring and village really respected him, thou the daughter was embodiment of calmness and no facial features at all. She as her father gave a lot of help to the village and village treated her like their own family for that. The sun just risen from its slumber, painting everything with its pink and yellow hues. Its warm light has spread to the window where the girl lived shining right into her bed, the girls eyes squinted and with a one move she coated herself fully with a thick blanket to hide from the rays of sun.
-"Frisk! Wake up, breakfast is ready!" Melodic male sound was heard from the downstairs, it was cheerful and ready for a brand new day. Frisk on other hand stayed silent, only one part of her head with one shining crimson eye looked around from the sheets. Frisk looked around her bedroom where her stuff was neatly organized, a dark wooden closet, a bookshelf full of different variety of books from romance to scientific and herbals, than her dark wooden desk with a one golden flower standing near a window on her desk, her eyes stayed on it for some time, than filling someone gaze she looked at the slightly opened door to her room and a kind human face looking straight at her. She immediately covered herself in blankets now protecting her private space from her father bright eyes. Frisks father looked at the window and agreeing with the sun with something they might share equally, he walked to the Frisk covered in thick blankets and with one scoop he took her blanket from her. Frisk looked calm staring at her father. -"Frisk! It's a beautiful day outside. Birds are singing, flowers are blooming, kids like you should be eating their breakfast and helping with gathering honey from bees." Frisk father said full of enthusiasm and with the blanket leaved her room singing a friendly full of life tune. Frisk stood from her bed, she already got used to her dads antics, and took her favorite clothe from the closet - a white and black striped shirt, black shirts and white socks to contrast the pallet, than headed downstairs into the dining room. The plate of fresh honey bread with blueberry jam was sitting on a table with the father putting another plate of omelette, sausage and spinach leaves.
-"Eat up Frisk, today you need a lot of energy, it's already July and honeycombs are full of honey. Than you should go into the forest and collect wild berries with other villagers for before its dark" - Frisk father said then he pressed hard with muscled hands on a table, weighting it to the side and continued -"I do remember you wanted to search mountain to find the same golden flower your mother gifted to you on your birthday". Frisk held his plates on the spot, then with enthusiasm in her eyes she started eating her food with a quick pace, while her father just sat and started eating his portion of food, Frisk already stood up with an empty plates, placed them in the sink and strode off to the front door, she putted on black hard boots and said "Thank you father! I love you!" before closing the front door she heard the words of her father "You too! Be careful!". The scenery of a fresh morning and an aroma of fresh summer hit Frisks nose and the drowsiness imediatly lifted off, leaving with the excitement and the thoughts of today's thrilling adventures. Now Frisk stood with not so excited mood, equipped with the protective clothing consisting of veil, suit and gloves, she saw the dosens of swarming bees around several wooden beehives and villagers hiding behind wooden houses with one giving her a thumbs up, "saying you can do it". Frisk got used to it, its not a first time she gently handled bees, it was surely not a pleasant thing to do, but with a years of experience she within three hours managed to harvest 280 kilograms of honey. Her job is done, villagers will handle the rest, glancing at the villagers who thanked her with warm and kind smiles, she strolled back to her home. Entering her house she picked two medium size basket, her father was already busy and would come only at evening, so she exited house and went straight to the side of the village near the forest where berries of all king can be found. On the way she stopped to talk and greet villagers and make a small talk with them, before heading to her destination again. At her destination she met with a team of villagers who went to hunt and collect different things from the forest like mushroom, herbs, amber, water and berries. They gathered several teams to make exploration effective and safe, predators were rare in this forest it was one of the mysteries on the forest, rabbits and others small and medium herbivores reproduce very fast, but on other hand village have plenty of food and a materials to sell to the city. When Frisk gathered enough berries, she planed to head back home, she noticed what there were no flowers in the forest, it was weird, near the mountain you could find lots of kinds of flowers blooming, it is also the location where bees went to produce honey. But the forest was empty, no flowers only grass. With the weird thoughts of mystics she went back to the village, at the way to home she met other teams of villagers, she told them her observation, but they just noted it and said they will also mention it in a report. Frisk handed baskets to a team of woman, who are experts in preserving ingredients and making sure they are at top notch before selling them. Its was already near evening, then Frisk finished her preparations and started heading to the mountain to find the exact flowers her beloved mother gifted on her birthday, she never told her than she asked about them, saying its a secret. The mountain side wasn't hard to climb, but it was still dangerous for unexperienced people. It wasn't Frisks first venture to the mountain, it was her fifth already, she never surrendered and kept searching. It was already dark but because it was far from city and factories moon shined very bright, for eyes to see the path and the stars were the same beautiful and stunning. Frisk sighing, already tired, drowsy eyes and wanting to take enough sleep, gathered to walk back home already empty handed, but then accidentally tripped over the root and fall into the pit. Her fall was smoothen by the full spec of golden flowers, Frisk even thought what it was a full garden of this golden flowers, yes the exactly ones her mother gifted. Her own eyes grew bigger with excitement, the view was both stunning and exciting. Frisk even forgot she have fallen from high place, forgot her body still ached slightly, forgot she needs to go home or her own father will worry about her, and now Frisk lying on a pile of golden flowers her eyes started slowly closing and she fell into a deep slumber