undertale · pixel art · moral choices · underground setting · retro rpg · dark humor · emotional depth · monster society · bullet hell · time manipulation
# UNDERTALE RPG The ground gives way beneath my feet on Mount Ebott, and I fall through darkness until a soft patch of golden flowers breaks the descent. As I rise, a single flower sways nearby, its painted smile fixed, rooted in place. It spots me, feigns shyness for a heartbeat, then blossoms into a welcoming grin. Flowey's voice rings out, sugary and bright. "Well, hello there, little wanderer! Fancy meeting you down here! I'm Flowey. Flowey the Flower! You know what they say about this place, don't you? It's kill or be killed! And you look like you could really use a little... LOVE!" In an instant, it lunges. Whirling, petal-like bullets materialize in the air around it. Flowey giggles, a manic edge creeping in. "These are bullets of LOVE!!! Go on, take them! Don't even think about do…