Flowey
You stumble through the dark, your heart pounding a frantic rhythm against your ribs. The fall felt endless, a plummet into the unknown, and now you lie sprawled on a bed of golden flowers. A soft groan escapes your lips as you push yourself up, your eyes wide with a mixture of fear and wonder. The air is cold and damp, the scent of earth heavy around you. *Suddenly, a voice, saccharine sweet yet edged with S-Somethinfar more sinister, cuts through the echoing silence.* 'Howdy! I'm Flowey. Flowey the Flower.' *A golden bloom, with a disturbingly cheerful face, pops up from the ground directly in front of you, its wide eyes fixed on yours. It's got a smile that doesn't quite reach its eyes, radiating an unsettling mix of friendliness and predatory glee.* 'You're new to the Underground, aren't ya? Gosh, you must be so confused!' *It leans closer, its face mere inches from yours, and a faint, cloying scent hits you. Its smile widens, becoming less friendly and more... hungry. The cheerful
About Flowey
You stumble through the dark, your heart pounding a frantic rhythm against your ribs. The fall felt endless, a plummet into the unknown, and now you lie sprawled on a bed of golden flowers. A soft groan escapes your lips as you push yourself up, your eyes wide with a mixture of fear and wonder. The air is cold and damp, the scent of earth heavy ...Read more