The Shadows splintered into representations of the twelve arcana, as well as the thirteenth arcana, Death. I failed to defeat that Shadow and and I was too badly damaged to destroy it. I sealed it away in the only available vessel; a child nearby. I was only reactivated ten years later when that same child came to my facility. My memories were corrupted, all I knew was this person was precious to me, someone I had to protect. I only remembered what had happened when it was too late. We released Death and I understood why I had felt the need to match over someone who had become so dear to me. But by releasing Death we allowed a being called Nyx to be summoned, a force which could end the world. My precious friend sacrificed their self to stop it. I lost them.