I woke up in a plot of golden flowers. Realising they must have broken my fall, I marveled at my lack of injuries. I just felt a bit… sallow. But not much worse for wear than when I had tripped. I looked up and saw that I was at the bottom of a pit. Surely I should have broken a bone or two at the very least. Then I realised. Oh, no. Oh, no no no no no. I died. I had to have died. Was I in hell? But it didn't feel particularly hot. Where was I? I clearly couldn't have survived that fall.

I sat up, but it felt easier than normal, almost as though I wasn't the one doing the work. I figured I would just put my fearful thoughts aside and figure out the whole death thing later. First, I needed to figure out where I was, not how I got there. Walking down the hallway, I saw a door and entered it.

Inside was a flower. I stooped down to pick it, but was thrown off guard when it opened its eyes. This was bizarre. Since when did flowers have eyes? Okay, I thought. Clearly this place is not normal, so I can't act normal. I just need to take things as they come." Then the flower began to speak. A text box appeared above it:

"Howdy, I'm Flowey! Flowey the Flower!"

What the fuck

"Hmm…. You're new to the Underground, aren'tcha?"

I mean, I guess? At least I know where I am now.

"Golly, you must be so confused"

Why are you speaking like an old woman

"Someone ought to teach you how things work around here. I guess little old me will have to do."

I was ready for this. I needed a guide, and here this flower was offering to be one. I probably should have been more suspicious, but I was willing to trust just about anyone to figure out what was going on here. Suddenly, a box appeared around me, with the flower looming in front. Had I shrunk? No. I felt different. Exposed. That's when I realised I wasn't in my body.

"See that heart? That is your SOUL, the very culmination of your being!"

Holy shit, my soul left my body? My weird sallow body. Okay, Frisk. Focus.

"Your SOUL starts off weak, but can grow strong if you gain a lot of LV."

I got no idea what that is, buddy, but sure. LV.

"What's LV stand for? Why, LOVE, of course! You want some LOVE, don't you? Don't worry, I'll share some with you!"

Uh, okay, I guess I could use some of that. Not a lot of it where I come from. Sounds a bit like a cult though.

"Down here, LOVE is shared through… little white 'friendliness pellets'. Are you ready? Move around! Get as many as you can!"

Nope. I am not moving. I am standing right here while you throw weird white shit at me.

An evil grin spread across the flower's face and too late I realised my instincts had been right. There was nothing I could do but stand there as the bullets crashed into me. I looked behind me and saw that my body had been wrecked from this one attack. I gasped for breath desperately and turned my attention back to Flowey. His text shook as it appeared above him.

"You idiot. In this world, it's kill or BE killed. Why would ANYONE pass up an opportunity like this?! Die."

I moved as close as I could to the centre of the box as I saw a circle of bullets around me. I knew I shouldn't have trusted the first person I saw. Now I was going to die. Again. The circle of bullets grew smaller and smaller, then poofed out of existence. I somehow felt the body behind me instantly heal. Had I done this? A flame appeared next to Flowey, and smacked his smug mug across the room. I didn't see where he landed. A monster moved into my field of vision.