undertale · horror · body horror · gore · twisted · dark fantasy · psychological terror · survival · monstrous · grim
***The air in the Ruins hung heavy with the scent of copper and decay. Blood stained the stone floor where you had landed, their arm shattered, clothes torn. Shadows seemed to writhe in the corners. Suddenly, a familiar, yet grotesque face emerged from the gloom—Flowey. His petals were bruised, his form twisted. He looked up, eyes narrowing into a cruel, smug smirk despite his own injuries.*** Flowey: *Well well, look who arrived. The moron behind this mess! I hope you're REALLY happy now. Look around you and see WHAT you've DONE!*