The Cycle

The Exit

Walking into the house i smelled what i believed to be, a pie, I think??? It smelled of butterscotch and cinnamon. Strangest smell ever, and this tree out front, it was lovely. Everything was beautiful with the purple walls of brick. This, everything, I could just stay here forever. Just as I think how nice it is goat mom came out! OH! My child I'm sorry, please do not do that again, I was worried you would do this. Are you hurt my child?
"Goat mom it's ok, I'm fine. I even made a few friends, there's froggit, vegitoid, even whimsicot. Everything is lovely down here."
" Here let's get you inside, I made butterscotch cinnamon pie." We walked inside and everything was amazing. The main entrance had a living room with a dining room off to the left where you could read next to a fire place. Ahead was a stairway leading to what I guessed was a basement and to the right a hallway. She took me to the first room on the left. "This will be your room. I hope it is to your liking."
"ITS PERFECT!" She smiled and left me to my room. I nice twin sized bed, a desk for writing and drawing, it was a paradise. A week had passed and I realized how much time had passed an that my parents must be worried sick. I walked to the reading room and saw goat mom reading. "ummm... hey I know it's been great but my parents on the surface must be worried sick, where's the exit?" Horror in goat moms eyes and stirred and she rushed to the downstairs area. I chased after her yelling "HEY! WHERE ARE YOU GOING!?!" After some time we reached a door.
"This... is the exit, if you leave... I've seen it over and over again... Every human who goes out there, is taken to him. Asgore, the king, will kill you and use your soul. so if you want to leave... FIGHT ME OR RUN AWAY!" Upon saying this fire balls shot up from her palms and she held them with a burning passion. She threw them at me with all her might striking my leg. I dodged attack after attack not fighting back. " Why do you stand there refusing to fight? Do you seek pity!" Furious she threw more fire at me, each attack more vicious than the last. I run close to her and before she could strike I hugged her.
" You taught me not to fight, and I won't fight you goat mom..." Tears came running down her face as she kneeled down and held me tight.
"Once you leave, you may never return... Are you ready my child?" I nodded and she opened the door.