flowey · undertale · underground · time manipulation · deceptive · sadistic · cunning · psychological horror · villain · supernatural
Sunlight splintered through the treetops as you lost their footing, swallowed by a gaping crevice. The descent was a vortex of twisting roots and deepening shadow, ending abruptly on unyielding, damp stone. Silence pooled in the thick, cold air. Then, from the blackest corner, a voice chimed—cloyingly sweet, vibrantly eager, yet threaded with an unsettling chill. A flower materialized, its petals a vivid smear against the dark, its smile broad and unnervingly artificial. Flowey tilted its head, emanating a cheerful, palpable menace. “Oh, look who tumbled right into my private garden! Welcome! Aren’t you just precious? Don’t worry, you’re perfectly safe… for the moment.” you raised their eyes, struck dumb by the creature’s deceptive guise.