Chapter 1: A lonely fall
It was late March, you remember that. The weather was a cool downpour which was good, the rain always helped you clear you head after negative things. All you had was what you came back from school with; the clothes on your back, an old pair of worn out running sneakers, your thick water proof fleece lined jacket, your laptop bag and some snacks from lunch. You were tired but continued walking higher up Mt. Ebbot; marching to the summit and to the hole you liked gazing down.
You often dreamed of what an expedition into the mountain would reveal to you, no one in your town went near it of course. The large electrical fence surrounding it was nearly impossible to get near and kept most away. Rumors of there still being monsters inside caused the village to erect a fence to keep foolish people and children away. Those monsters; beings from books, movies, and history depicted as blood thirsty and horrible creatures who murdered small children with no remorse. They were pushed away. Forced into the mountain by Man's best magic casters and sealed to their punishment. That was centuries ago, there was no actual way that the monsters were still alive.
One day, you figured, if you ever did go down there all you would probably find was bones and old dust.
Heh.
At least the bones of monsters would offer you no malice or cruelty. Bones and ghosts might even be great conversationalists. Not that monsters left behind souls...it was questioned sometimes, if they had them at all.
You wondered the same about humans.
Looking up at the imposing electrical fence filled you with determination. You grinned with the water running in rivulets down your face running off rust coloured from dry blood. You tried not to think about that urging yourself to remember why you were here in the first place. The leaves crumbled wetly under your feet, there was a flash of lightening illuminating the grey sky above you. The fence rattled when you pried back the loose bit, this small section had shorted out months back and it didn't seem like anyone was going to fix it anytime soon. Wriggling through you made sure not to forget your bag and then pulled the fence back to how it was.
It was better if no one knew where you were right now.
It was another hour of walking before you reached the hole, your pants, bag, and shoes were caked heavy with mud from a slip but thankfully aside from that you were no worse then when you started your hike. Through a cave you made your way, stalactites and stalagmites, you always got the two confused, riddled the ceiling and floor. A small gasp left your lips when you reached that special place, the rolling vines always grew so green here it looked surreal with the water dripping in here and there from the rain. An endless pit before you covered in practically glowing green foliage in the low light. A small creature skittered away when you approached the edge and looked down.
"Stare into the void and the void stares back." you chuckled to yourself, a ridiculous saying that rang true with you. Muddy legs dangled down and you couldn't help the tingling of fear and adrenaline as you sat on the lip of this hole on the top of a forbidden mountain filled with monster bones and old stories. The soil shifted under your bag which you had set rather stupidly neat to you, before you could grab it away it fell into the darkness.
Lunging after your things like a fool, you followed.
You fell for just long enough for a scream to turn your throat raw.
"Uhnn..."
Pain. Throbbing pain behind your eyes, arching across your back, your arms and legs felt like lead too heavy to move. You took small breaths, small squeaks of pain exited with every exhale but you couldn't lie here like this. You opened your eyes, it didn't help much, everything was fuzzy and all you could smell were buttercups. Slowly you tested to see if anything was broken by wiggling you fingers then your toes. Good at least those worked. Next your wrists and ankles, while sore nothing felt broken. Relief was fleeting but there, at least you weren't paralyzed or dead from the fall. You went to move but struggled to stand; searching for anything to help, you saw a fairly good sized walking stick and grabbed it. It seemed sturdy enough and painfully you got yourself to your feet; your bag wasn't to far from where you landed so you grabbed that as well, worrying about its contents could be handled when everything didn't hurt so much.
Now that you were able to move slightly and had gathered your wits you began to survey your surroundings. Tall pillars and crumbling walls surrounded you, ruins? Could...could the monsters have actually settled down here? Looking down only confirmed what your nose had picked up, you had fallen in a flowerbed. The large springy buttercups looked no worse for the wear, it must be a different breed to be able to grow underground and so big too, they had most likely broken your fall. Before you could explore further another yellow flower shot up from the ground in front of you...
"It has a face." You said in a very tired and deadpan voice, still not over the shock from the fall. "Well of course I do friend!~" It said in a falsely friendly fake falsetto voice. "I'm Flowey! Flowey the flower. Golly gee are you okay?" You didn't trust the flower so you said nothing, watching it with a suspicious glare. "Well then since you don't seem big on introductions we can skip that part. You're new down here and that's okay. It's up to lil ole me to show you how things work here in the under ground."
There was a crunching sound that echoed around the hall and everything went black except the flower and a white bordered box in front of you. Below the box was a yellow bar with some white markings near it,on one side was LV 1 HP and the other was 10/10. Something felt very wrong and it wasn't just the flower. An overly chipper tune began to play out of nowhere and before you in the box floated a pale green cartoon like heart. It pulsed with life and determination, but you felt wrong looking at it. In the same way you felt when you had broken your arm when you were younger and the bone had pierced through the skin exposing its light cream toned form to you. You felt ill.
"See that heart? That is your soul." The flower said brightly. "It it the very culmination of your being! Everything you have been or will be wrapped up in that small special package." It grinned and you wondered how a flower had teeth. A soul...amazing. You were in slightly disgusted awe. " Your soul starts off weak, but you can grow strong if you gain a lot of LV." Flowey paused to make sure you were keeping up. "What is LV? Why it stands for LOVE of course." You remained silent, every bone in your body was telling you to flee but you couldn't. This whole displace was keeping you rooted where you were. "Hmm..." The flower scrunched up its face in thought. "Wowie friend, your soul is very weak. Your health is pretty low too, its the lowest I have ever seen a humans. Gosh. You must not have much will to live. Oh well. That will make this easy then." Flowey winked at you and continued what sounded like a well rehearsed speech.
"You want some LOVE to get stronger right? Down here, LOVE is shared through... Little white Friendliness pellets." Little white pellets floated above the flower's head. While the plant was talking you figured out how to move your soul around the box by thinking about the direction you want it to go and the little pale green heart moved there. "Are you ready? Move around! Get as many as you can!" The pellets floated down into the box but you dodged them. No way in hell you're trusting a flower with a face throwing shit at your soul in a box. The little fucker was probably a monster trying to trick you into letting your guard down so it could kill you. "Hey buddy, you missed them. Let's try again, okay?" The music began to slow and the atmosphere felt heavy as the flower looked at you annoyed. Again he threw the pellets at you, again you avoided them. The music slowed and felt as though it was ticking down to something you did not want to experience. Flowey was frowning at you. "Is this a joke? Are you brain-dead? RUN. INTO. THE. BULLETS! Friendliness Pellets." Flowey tried to fix his slip but it was too late. Your eyes went wide, you gripped your stick hard in your hand preparing a swing.
You heart dodged the bullets once more. Flowey's face contorted into large black eyes and sharp fangs. "YoU kNoW wHaT's gOiNg On HeRe DoN't YoU?" The music had stopped and his voice was contorted but before you let the little bastard continue a small orange box popped up under the playing field. It said Fight, you took the stick, mustered all of your determination and swung it as hard as you could at that fucking flower.
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*It hit him, but barely caused any damage. What were you expecting?
Little white text appeared in the playing field for a moment and then faded out. Flowey on the other hand was shocked to say the least. "Well then. You already seem to know that down here-" The white box, your stats, and your soul disappeared. Breathing a quick sigh of relief, you felt whole again, but then turned your attention back to the flower. "-It's kill or be killed." Flowey's face contorted into a huge horrifying grin; you flinched back from his sick laughter. "You may be weak but there's something different about you. I'll let you live for now. I want to see how this plays out." Then, just as quickly as the yellow abomination appeared, it was gone. Leaving you alone in this empty dark hall. There was an archway not far from your position, you made it your goal to get there and see just how far these ruins went. You weren't very religious but said a silent prayer to any god listening that you wouldn't encounter any more monsters on your trip to the door.
