Anyone Else Load Up The Photoshop Flowey Fight Just To Feel Something?

anyone else load up the photoshop flowey fight just to feel something?

do u ever lose your mind over how, in one way or another, each element of this form ties back into who he is and why?

flowey's aim in this fight is to instill a terror in you that defies reason. he wants you horrified, out of your mind. trapped. stuck.

but above all, he wants you to feel HELPLESS.

what better way to pull that off than by using his own horrors?

flowey didn’t need to conjure up new nightmares; the ones that haunt him are more than enough.

those grotesque human eyes glaring down at you. probably the same eyes that once looked at him, filled with hatred and fear. the cold judging eyes that saw him as nothing but a monster, something to be destroyed—erased—for something he never even did. the vines, those long, suffocating tendrils, reach out to strangle you, replicating the suffocation of being stuck in a flower. and then there’s the tv head. the literal device on which his greatest failure can be played—REPEATEDLY.

this is flowey's desperate attempt to make you experience the same helplessness he’s known for so long. he didn’t choose this. who would? flowey was made into this, by forces far beyond his control, and now he’s lashing out because there’s nothing else left for him.

the fight is brutal. it feels impossible. hopeless. he succeeds, if for a brief moment, in making you feel powerless and at his mercy.

but... with whatever little strength you have left, you call out for help—just as he once did.

six times you do this. six times, help arrives.

how is that fair?

he begged for help too, but no one answered. nobody ever came. he was left alone, his pleas sinking into an unforgiving stillness

why wasn’t he worth saving?

the fight resumes and you get help a seventh time. seven times. when he couldn’t get just one.

you're saved. you get to walk away, victorious. whereas he is left, abandoned once again, in silence.