The Cycle

Goat mom

I woke up with blood and cuts. My arm seemed to be very hurt and my legs were stiff. I think I might die here at the bottom of this pit, on some flowers? How could flowers grow down here, and especially in this little circle. I had so many questions, this all seemed unreal. "Hello! My names flowey, flowey the flower!"
"Who said that?"
"I did! over here!" It was a little flower who could talk. I was in disbelief, I had never heard such a thing. Maybe this was just a monster I thought. "That was some fall, here I'll help you. Down in the underground, we help eachother who are hurt with little friendliness pellets. Here take some down." Pellets circled around me as they gently fell on my body. Each one impaled my body causing blood to come out.
"OWW, WHAT WAS THAT?!?" Floweys face turned from a simple smile to a face of evil.
"You fool, unlike the human world down here it's kill or be killed. Now hand over your soul!" As pellets circled me, they slowly came to me while flowey was laughing. Just as the were about to touch me, flowey lit up in flames. This goat lady walked up to me.
"My child, are you ok?"