Root's Past And Origins

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"Phew…" Alma sighed, resting over a chair made of Root's branches. "I never thought we'll have a divine material contest out of the blue, this place's wild."

"The more I see them, the more charmed I am before their magnificent forms." Root said, looking at the beautiful harvested divine plants we got, from all shapes and colors.

"Are you in love with them or something now?" Hermes sighed. "Well, makes sense seeing how you're a walking plant…"

"I don't think I can develop such a feeling anymore. I lost my beloved wife long ago… She's the only one in my heart, despite my memories being fuzzy…" Sighed Root.

"It must be hard to have your memories shuffled like that…" Sighed Elma.

"Yeah… have you remembered something more?" Elena asked.