Pronunciation

"It only takes a match to light a fire."

For years, Faer has been a part of the Royal Guard, ever since the day that she bowed before the Queen of the underground and ecited the oath to bound her soul to the guards' life for eternity.

She's gained friends and lost some, taught some and fought some. She'd been to battle and back, and knew every inch of the underground like the back of her soul. Except for Desand.

The only area where the Queen's rule did not make law, Desand to the Queen's subjects was nothing more than a wasteland of sand dunes and dust, tainted by the influence of a dark gathering.

As her path colides with that of others, Faer is forced to relive her past and face her worst enemies, even if it means she has to reveal her deepest secrets to the monsters that look up to her. And destroy the bonds with each of them. Piece by smoldering piece. Descending further into the web of memory.

Farron has always felt like the outcast, her strange magic and appearance were disregarding no matter where she went, no matter what she did. After a woman made of fire saved her from the horrible wrath of her previous "home", she found a family that loved her like her own, a mentor that taught her how to control herself, and a friend she always knew she could trust.

When war breaks out, Farron does everything she can to find every detail, read every book, and study every subject so she can help. But before she can stop, she learns things that no monster could even fathom, let alone understand.

(This story takes place in Underswap, the alternate universe to the game Undertale. I am using a few character from the AU, but the majority of the characters are ones I created from my imagination, as well as the area Desand. Written in 3rd person point of view, it goes between Faer and Farron.)