Sora found himself falling through an abyss. Falling. Falling. No memory of why. Then he hit the ground He landed on a large plate. One he recognized as his own heart. Two small pedestals sat before him. One held a knife, and the other a shield. He determined his choice, and began to approach it.

Suddenly, he felt himself being dragged away from the shield he was headed towards. He was dizzy as he walked towards the knife.

He realized what was happening. He walked away again, and was again pulled towards the blade. This was the beginning of a cycle. He fell back, scraping the ground, dragging himself to the defensive weapon. He felt himself being torn apart. He was repeatedly falling towards the darkness.

He wanted to defend the monsters! He wanted to make it all better!

He was thrown across the platform into the knife pedestal, but jumped back. A dark storm flew in the air. He saw a heartless version of him standing in front of him past the swarm, its hand outstretched. The boy summoned his weapon, and dashed at the figure, swiping the keyblade at full force. It phased through him.

The figure dissipated, and arose behind Sora. It summoned a weapon. It wasn't like Sora's keyblade. It was sharp, like a knife. Like a churning gear that could rip someone apart if they fell into it. It was pitch black.

Sora jumped up, bringing his keyblade down on the figure. It blocked, and knocked Sora again into the air.

The boy's vision was again befogged, as he saw a hundred shadow heartless crawling onto his heart. He was suddenly brought into the air, and felt someone terrible assert their self into his soul. The heartless dived down, shattering his heart. He was knocked behind the pedestal of the knife, and into the void below. He felt as he lost control over everything he held dear. The world began to scatter into oblivion.

He was falling again. He landed on a bed of soft yellow flowers. The boy walked stood up, and saw Flowey before him.

"Howdy! I'm Flowey! Flowey the-"

Sora's foot crushed the tiny flower as he walked past.

Flowey rose up again. Vines appeared at Sora's foot, causing him to trip on his face. The boy looked up and saw himself staring at the eyes of the flower.

"You're new to the underground, aren't you?" Flowey said suspiciously. "Someone should teach you how this place works."

Sora stood up and remarked, "No thanks, weed."

"Excuse me thornbush!?" Flowey said. Sora was too far gone to hear this.

...

Toriel exited her home. Something felt amiss in the air. Had another child fallen down? She left and moved forward, to the entrance of the ruins. She took a shortcut she had found recently, past the ruined city. She kept walking, until she reached the flower bed, and heard a high-pitched weeping.

"Hello?" She shouted. "Is anybody here? What is wrong?"

One of the flowers quickly turned around, revealing it had a face.

"P-Please! Don't kill me! I just want to be friends! Why are you doing this?"

Toriel quickly knelt down to the flower.

"Oh dear! Please, do not worry. I will not hurt you. I am Toriel, the guardian of these ruins. What is your name?"

"R... Really?" The flower said calmly, "You mean... You're... kind?"

"Yes! Oh, you poor dear..."

"Not many people know Mercy anymore in the underground. Thank you." He gave a weak smile. "My name is Flowey."

"Well, what is ailing you Flowey?"

"There's... A human... A child..."

"It's alright. There, there..."

"They've been... K-Killing... M-M-Monsters..."

"What!?" Toriel shouted.

"He's travelling through the ruins now, wielding a giant key. He has brown hair, and dark blue eyes. He's traveling through the Ruins now."

"Do you know anything else about this human?"

"No ma'am. Sorry."

"It is alright. I will fix this."

She stood up and entered the catacombs. She knew something about what Flowey said. That boy must've been wielding a keyblade, a powerful weapon that only chooses its masters. But, why would such a powerful weapon, bound to responsibility, end up in the hands of a genocidal maniac? She had to find and stop him, immediately.

...