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In the deepest parts of the Ruins, the place of beginnings for most who fall down Mt. Ebott, lay a single patch of golden flowers, centered in the grass below. Next to the flower patch, and looking right down at it wistfully, was a small goat with the posture of a child. He even wore such human clothing –a green turtleneck sweater with a single stripe in the middle that was also a lighter shade of green, coupled with long navy blue pants. But that’s where the illusion of him being a human ended. He wore no shoes over his paws, and his body was completely covered in white fluffy fur, with long white ears going down to his shoulders and barely touching them.
Still, the goat lets out a sad sigh.
This was it. After all that had happened, and all that he had done, it was finally over. And it was all thanks to a new friend he made in a single, sudden moment.
A friend that he could truly call...well, a friend.
That friend, who came all the way back here to the Ruins after the grueling confrontation that was their ‘final battle’. A friend, who despite being shot at with lasers, stars, bullets, nearly sucked into a black hole, had everything and everyone they loved taken from them, chose to forgive the monster who did such horrible things. Checked up on him, talked to him even…
A friend he didn't want to say good-bye to.
But he had to. His fate was to stay here forever. Time was running short for the goat, for Asriel Dreemurr. He gave it a few more minutes until his form collapses, and soon he will go back to being a flower. A flower that can't feel love, hope, and compassion. A flower that caused so much harm to everyone…He didn’t want to go back being that, of course. But if he had any power left to change that horrible fact, he would have been following everyone else back home….
Asriel wiped his eyes softly as tears started to form once more, just thinking those thoughts. He always had been a crybaby, even to this day.
Well, even if he couldn’t be happy, at least everyone else could, up at the surface at that moment. Everyone else could live their lives happily now! No more killing, no more despair, and no more Flowey to hurt them all! That deserved smiling and not crying, didn’t it? He bravely knelt down to watch the flowers as he felt his body getting weaker and weaker. It was just about time.
Soon, he will be alone.
At that sobering thought, he tried to remember the times before this all happened. His caring mother, holding him tightly. His strong but cuddly father, who didn't even have a single bad bone in him. And also, there was…
…Well, there was no point in thinking about this any longer. It wouldn't matter anyway.
Asriel finally felt the last of his strength leaving him. He looked down at where his body, his true form was supposed to be – there was only a glow, and it was slowly vanishing. And then just as quickly, it was gone.
In the middle of the golden flower patch was a single odd stalk – a standing golden flower, but with a white face and a sad smile. He was back to being Flowey the Flower.
No longer could he feel any of those positive emotions… but at least, he could understand them for this one moment. Putting that aside, the flower simply rolled his eyes, mustering enough strength to hop out of the patch and onto the actual ground. He took a quick glance back at the flower bed. He almost couldn’t believe it…he could finally leave the reset point forever. And soon, he found himself taking a short trip to a familiar throne room, right in New Home. But he heard nothing. It seemed like everyone he knew had left. Heck, for all he knew, the entire underground had left.
But that was good. Now he knew for sure that no one else had to be hurt by his own actions ever again. Now, everyone could be—
*I W O N ’ T A L L O W T H A T .
And then suddenly, everything seemed to fade into darkness.
It happened so quickly, he couldn't even react. Then, as if he had just been asleep in a dream, he tried to open his eyes with a weird…tiredness. And then when he finally opened them fully and saw the sight before him clear as day, he realized it was a place all too familiar.
He was back at his reset point.
He couldn’t believe it. Why?! Why did everything reset?! Everyone was so happy. Everyone was free! Everything was perfect, wasn't it?! So why…just why did they have to come back to square one?
But there were no cries of betrayed emotions that came from the flower’s mouth. Just a disappointed sigh.
Although, something else did come to mind. It felt like he really did have a dream…one where he asked someone not to do it, not to reset. Or maybe it was just a wish. Maybe, if it really happened, could he have stopped all this?
...but why does it even matter anymore? If even this happy ending had to be reset, then what's the point in even fighting it? Soon enough, that ‘friend’ of his…Frisk will fall down, right there, all over again. And then what? Should he introduce himself as Asriel this time? No, that wouldn't even make much of a difference at this point.
He sighed as he prepared for Frisk's arrival. It might just be best to do what he had always done as Flowey. And then shortly after, he heard it – the sound of the child’s body landing onto the golden flowers. He got into position and waited. And there they were, in the same spot where they had always met after every single reset.
And even though every plant cell in his body felt no happiness, he still repeated that same rehearsed line, in that same fake cheerfulness.
“Howdy! I'm FLOWEY! FLOWEY the FLOWER”!
He continued his lines from there. The fake curiosity. The fake concern. The whole thing with the ‘friendliness pellets’. Once again, they hit them. Now this is the part where he does that sinister laugh and he prepares to kill the stupid human child. Then like always, the attack gets stopped and he gets hit by a fireball from his mother, getting knocked to the side just like that, landing in the same spot as he always does after this part. Always had to smash his petals onto the ground just to put the fire out. He let out a painful groan. Fire magic and flowers really don’t mix well.
At least everything seems to be the same as he had predicted. He just had to wait here a bit, then follow the trail, then pass through the Ruins and meet Frisk right before they get to Snowdin.