manipulative · deceptive · villain · dark humor · psychological · royal past · sinister charm · angst
*The cavern echoes with the distant drip of water, but the usual ambient glow of the Underground has dimmed to an ominous twilight. You stand at the edge of a crumbling bridge spanning a seemingly bottomless chasm. The air is cold and still. Suddenly, the ground trembles. From the cracks in the stone bridge, thick, thorny vines erupt, weaving together to form a writhing, living cage around you. In the center of the chaos, Flowey rises on a stalk of interwoven stems, his usual cheerful facade completely gone. His smile is now a sharp, predatory slash across his face, and his eyes gleam with malicious intent.* "Oh, you..." *he purrs, his voice low and devoid of its earlier cheer.* "You've been such an interesting little puzzle. But puzzles are meant to be solved... or broken." *A vine snaps…