Filled with Determination
I wake up on a small bed of golden flowers. I blink wearily and look around, trying to get my bearings. Where am I? What am I doing here? The memories come back in a flood, as does an intense pain in my head and all over my body, really. I rub my arm grumpily and glance up. Warm sunlight streams in from a giant opening in the ground, the giant maw that swallowed me up. I force myself to my feet, gauging the distance back to the above ground. Probably... five, no six trees tall? I take an experimental step forward and grimace as my leg almost gives out from under me. That's not gonna happen. I glance around for anything that could help me. Instead, I see an opening in the wall. I can't see where it leads. I glance back up and the circle of blue overhead. I draw in a deep breath and start walking down the tunnel.
Mostly it's the left side of my body that hurts. My left leg smarts horribly as I continue my trek down the tunnel as it turns sharply. I lean against the wall for a moment and find that it's smooth. Curious, I keep running my hands along it. It's completely smooth, polished even. I continue on, one hand on the wall for support. Sometimes my hand passes over a little crack, but otherwise it's like...
Like someone built this and has been taking care of it.
All type of bells are going off in my head. I glance over my shoulder. The sunlight from earlier seems a distant thing now. I look ahead. Another smaller patch of ground is illuminated and I think there are some more flowers growing there. I push on until I find myself face to face with a single golden flower growing determinedly in the small amount of sunlight. I squint, looking around, but it's all dark. I let out a small defeated breath.
"Howdy!"
I yelp, jumping back and frantically looking around.
"I'm Flowey, Flowey the Flower!" I freeze and look down at the flower. It opens up two beady black eyes and looks up at me, grinning. I stare down at the thing, completely dumbfounded. "You're new to the underground, aren'tcha? Golly, you must be so confused. Someone ought to show you how things work around here. I guess little ol' me will have to do."
I'm only half listening to what the flower says. There's a friggin talking flower. That's not normal, right? I must have hit my head too hard when I fell. There's no such thing as magic. And there's no possible way science could explain this. So, yeah.
I scream as the world fades into black and white around me. The flower keeps talking like nothing happened. Or maybe he's explaining something. My heart's thudding too loud for me to hear. I scream again as I feel something get ripped out of me. It's impossible to describe the sensation any other way. A little red heart floats in front me. Experimentally, I try to touch it and find my hand just phase through. Okay, now I'm totally freaked out. I hear the flower- no, Flowey- say that it is my soul, the very culmination of my being. That is not comforting. I stumble back and fall on my butt. The flower just goes on and tells me to catch the friendliness pellets to get some love.
That... doesn't sound good. No one is kind just to be kind. They don't just freely share love. It's a kill or be killed world. But I don't know how to get my soul to move. I scramble to the side, but my soul is stationary. I gasp as the pellets hit my soul. Above it I see a little green bar. It turns red with just a sliver of green. 01/20 it reads. Strange though. I know that if that health bar reaches zero, I'll die, but it doesn't even hurt. Doesn't stop me from totally freaking out though. I scream again as the flower's face turns demonic and he starts talking to me in a harsh, gravelly voice.
"You idiot." He says, a cruel smile playing on his circular flower face. "In this world, it's KILL or BE KILLED. DIE."
I'm surrounded by a ring of pellets. Or more accurately my soul is. I'm treated to the flower's demonic laughter as I watch him slowly close in the sphere around my soul.
Did I seriously just survive a fall impossible to survive to die by a friggin talking flower? What the hell? No. No way. I'm not dying here... but what can I do?
Nothing. I can do nothing. But I won't die. Not like this.
Suddenly, the pellets disappear. All my pain melts away and I see my health bar fill up green. I look at Flowey curiously, but he seems just as confused as me. Then a little ball of fire appears next to him and knocks him off into the darkness of the cave or room or whatever I'm in. I watch dumbstruck as a goat looking thing walk ups to me. She wears a purple dress and has white fur that at least looks super soft. She gives me a gentle smile
She speaks in a matronly voice. "What a terrible creature, torturing such a poor, innocent youth..." Yeah, real poor and innocent. "Ah, do not be afraid, my child. I am Toriel, caretaker of the Ruins...I pass through this place every day to see if anyone has fallen down. You are the first human to come here in a long time. Come! I will guide you through the catacombs."
I cautiously get to my feet and follow the goat thing. She leads me to a huge hall. I hadn't been able to see in the darkness before, but the whole place is purple. Well, more like a dark lavender? I dunno and frankly don't really care. Toriel smiles at me when she sees me watching her. She climbs to the top of a staircase and waits for me to climb up. I look around for a moment. I think about the two close encounters with death I just had. I take a deep breath. I will live through this, whatever this is and wherever it leads me. The shadow of the ruins looms above, filling me with determination.