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Happy closed the book, and put it in his inventory⌠before walking over and holding Corruptedâs hands in his, very gently.
* I diedâŚ. and became⌠multiple flowers, Corrupted. I mean you can probably piece that together as much⌠but..
* When I fell down from sicknessâŚ. before I was⌠unable to speak- I was asked if I wanted to try an experiment. Something that could save my life if successful, and if not would at least give information to help for future reference.
* Thatâs âŚ. thatâs all I wanted to do at that point. I had driven myself to death just trying to SAVE everyone⌠Of course all I was going to say was
âYes, pal! Iâll do anything to save the entire underground and maybe myselfâŚâ
* Pieces of me was removedâŚ. and then I became one flowerâŚ
* Remade in the shape the King most liked, and was symbolic you knowâŚ? Echo flowers hold the voices of people and memories of people for a little while⌠Flowers, as they turned out, can hold a lot of thingsâŚlike a conscious.
* It was supposed to be a temporary fix of letting me live until they could find a way of fully replacing or⌠fixing my body.
* I was fine with that⌠âHappyâ with that even. I liked flowers and I wanted nothing more at that point to be a help. An asset to the team⌠a tool, pal. A key to making the world a better place.
* Of course that never fucking happened, thoughâŚ.
* One flower became multiple⌠more of me was taken. One was not enough to study- they had to make sure the process can be duplicated and a myriad of other excusesâŚ..
*âŚ..h-hahaâŚ. I became not only symbolic but mass marketable, pal! I was EVERYWHERE⌠and I very quickly found myself not knowing what was everywhereâŚ.
* Was that me? ⌠Or was that oneâŚ.? Or that ONE?
* Was I in the coffin still this whole time?
* I was just another experiment at that point for a hopeless dying world doing things for the fuck of itâŚ. and I ended up making friends with other experiments.
* âPancakeâ and âSwanâ were apart of the âHuman Vesselâ projectâŚ
* âŚ.. I had some of a hand in the beginnings of that and⌠I felt like I owed them a lot for it. We couldnât find our way out of this world⌠but we monsters found ways of pulling people INTO our world.
* As far as we knew, all humans were dead and it wasnât like we had access to the broken world above⌠so we essentially âmadeâ our own, stealing souls from ⌠elsewhere.
* And it fucking went nowhere other than getting just as out of hand for yearsâŚ.
*So me, Pancake, Swan, and Pocki just âŚâŚ..