BlandTale act 1 The RUINS, genocide bonus. by lightthegod10000000, literature
Literature
BlandTale act 1 The RUINS, genocide bonus.
A young human sat up and looked around the room slowly; they found their paint brush and their artist’s apron and took them. A smile form over their lips. They left the room and was face with a flower, “Oh, howdy! Human, I’m Flowey, Flowey the flower” they stare at flower blankly. Flowey lets out a nervous hum, “Aw, you must be new to the UNDERGROUND, aren’tcha?” they gave a blank nodded “Golly, you must be so confused.” They kept staring, “someone ought to teach you how things work around here! I guess little old me will have to do.” Flowey looked nervous, “Ready? Here we go!” They a dull red heart burst out of their chest; they saw some kind of HP bar with 20 of 20 with a LV 1. “See that heart? That is your soul, the very culmination of your being and EMOTIONS.” They shifted slowly and saw the heart move instead of the body. “Your soul starts off weak, but can grow strong if you gain a lot of LV.” They looked to the LV 1 with an annoyed look, “What’s LV stand for? Why LOVE, of
BlandTale act 1 The RUINS by lightthegod10000000, literature
Literature
BlandTale act 1 The RUINS
Long ago, two kinds of artists at live on Earth: HUMANS and MONSTERS. MONSTERS emotions help them created amazing art far better than most humans. One day, a king, filled with envy of the monster, raged war on the monsters and after a long battle, the humans were victorious, seven power artists’ mages sealed the monsters underground with a barrier and emotions. The cave and everything around the monster begin to become bland . . . many years later . . . rumor spread like wild fire among the young artists, at on top the mountain lies the most beautiful place to ever paint, however not one artists has ever return from the place. All vanishing atop of the mountain “It sounded like it came from over here . . . oh! You’ve have fallen, haven’t you . . . are you okay? Here, get up . . . Eraser? That’s a funny name . . . my name is . . .” A young human sat up and looked around the room slowly; the room was a blank light blue and blue cavern. They peer and see a dull yellow flower with a dull