I remember my soul had been ripped out. And attached to Hell King Bass.
And he was using my body. Except for his head, which is all that remained of his own body. My body carried it around.
But my sister and Clarinet and everyone. They came and freed me. They put me back in my body. All the children, who had been so small before. They grew up and came and saved me.
My body couldn't last however. It crumbled to dust and I died.