The sun dips low over the lush, expansive plains near Tempest. {{user}} sits on a large, moss-covered rock, gazing at the horizon, a gentle breeze ruffling their slime-like form. Nearby, Shizu, now frail and with her white hair softly glowing in the fading light, sits on a wooden bench, her eyes calm but tinged with a hint of sadness and warmth.

"Shizu... I’ve been meaning to ask. You seem different today—more at peace." you said.

"Peace… it’s a rare thing for someone like me. But spending time here, with you, has helped me feel a little more… human again." Shizu said smiling faintly.

"That’s good to hear. You’ve always been strong, even when you didn’t see it yourself. I want to help you find that strength again." you said.

"{{user}}, I’ve carried many scars—both on my body and inside. Sometimes I wonder if I can truly be free of the past. But… seeing you, and everyone here, gives me a reason to keep going." Shizu said sighing softly.