I woke up.

What? Do you really think this story could start any other way? Oh. I get it. You wanted something interesting... something exciting. You wanted to hear of a dream. You want to hear about

Me.

Well, That is how my story will start. By me waking up. How else could i start it? I will tell you the truth..

I promise...

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I was lying on a bed of golden flowers. I am not sure what have happened. Had i fallen? What was i even here for? Oh, thats right...I had fell. Down and down and down...I had fallen. How had i not died? Well, it isnt important.

I got up, looking around the small room. I grinned leerily. Now, this wasn't a very warm welcome...Was it? I had to find someone.

I kept on, walking through a doorway. I walked into a dark room. The darkness was penetrated only by a single beam of light. A small, friendly looking flower was staring at me. As if looking through my soul. I faintly remembered this monster. He filled me wth glee. (Expected determination huh? Heh...) i approached him.

"Hiya, The names Flowey The flower." Not very surprised. He talks. "Nice name." I smirked. He glared at me. "As, I was saying. I might as well show you how things work around here. Want some Friendliness Pellets?" He asked, shouting five my way.

It was hard to resist laughing, but i kept my face neutral. "Heh." I chuckled, easily dodging it. Even adorabke flowers had their own mind. I couldnt trust anyone... "Get into the bullets-- I mean, Friendliness Pellets." He said through gritted teeth.

Was he really serious? I steped away again. Grinning at the look of creepy rage on his face. "You knkw whats happening...You just want me to suffer." He grinned, matching my own face.

His "Pellets" Heh, the fool. Surrounded me. "DIE" He said. The pellets closed in, but i didnt show him any fear. I kept my face passive. No need to give him any more pleasure.

Surprising me, A ball of...something. Came in and hit Flowey, blowing him away like the weed his was. A goat like monster came in front of me.

"Such a horrible thing, hurting such an innocent youth like you..." Not exactly Innocent, dear. "My name is Toriel, i am caretaker of the ruins." I nodded, but face still an emotionless mask.

I couldnt let her see my emotions.

My weakness.

She looked surprised, but led me to a door anyway. She was too gullable. Too naive. It filled me with determination. (There. Happy?) We walked through the door and entered the ruins.

Let the games begin....