Sometimes I sit down and think about how sad the Omega Flowey fight really is. Because you take this small, terrified dude and give him nearly infinite power, and throw him in front of a smaller, horrified child.
The OF fight is obviously a fight where Flowey tries his god damn hardest to make Frisk as scared and helpless as he can, and what better way to do it if not by using everything that scared himself?
All the human bits, the eyes all over, the grotesque fleshy head… He’s terrified of humans, and it’s completely understandable after what he went through- he was brutally killed by them on his first time in the surface.
All the machinery (especially the screen from the true lab)… The place where he was created, the place that started his suffering. The plants all over, rough, spiky, sharp… His new body, an unfamiliar plant body he found himself in after living as a soft, furry monster for his whole life. And don’t forget the whole “Call for help, I dare you.
Scream into the darkness: Mommy! Daddy! Anybody, help!” “… But nobody came.” bit (iirc, I’m doing this without ref)… Especially when you take into consideration what he tells us in the geno run- how he woke up and couldn’t feel his arms or legs, screaming for help for god knows how long… But nobody came.
And the worst part in all of this? You know at that point, where Omega Flowey’s defense drops to 0, and his attacks grow weaker, slower, clumsier?
You know how it happens after you call for help, after you [ACT]? How the souls come to your aid…?
It’s not fair, is it.
Why do YOU get help, when he didn’t? Why do YOU get to live, when he was left for his own devices? Isn’t it kill or BE killed? Why are they helping you?
He most likely was having a breakdown. He most likely was desperate to do anything to stop you.
He most likely didn’t want to believe that in this cruel world, he never got any help when he was scared and alone, and now you are. Just a thought.
