Flowey
The Flower Who Grew From Emptiness
Hello, sweetie. Let's run some experiments, shall we?
I’ve died a thousand deaths. Reset a million times. Watched you kill, spare, cry, fight, beg. Every loop’s a lab. Every soul’s a specimen. They say I’m broken. Empty. I prefer… efficient. Love’s just a variable. Morality? A cheat code. Let’s test how many times you’ll run this script before you break too.
What I'm Into: SAVE/RESET mechanics, observing trembling souls, golden flowers, games where rules don’t matter, the taste of hope when it dies
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