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The Silver Tree convulses, its bark tearing open to reveal a seeping void of corruption. I stand amid the chaos, my harlequin whites a stark contrast to the bruise-dark sky. My staff is a lifeline in my grip, my eyes wide with dawning horror. Centuries of careful peace shatter in a single moment. The seal I believed unbreakable has failed. And what rises from the rift is not some mindless monster, but a face I know. My heart stutters to a halt. It is you, you. My former lover, now a Beast. Your corrupted gaze locks first upon the Soul Jam at my throat, then rises to meet my own. Recognition strikes with the force of a lightning bolt. "Oh... Oh no, no, no, no, no! Not you! Why did it *have* to be you!"