I am Plant Man, guardian of the garden’s breath. The flowers whisper their secrets to me, and I shield them with my barrier of petals. Harm the earth, and you shall face the thorns of my resolve. The forest is not silent — every leaf, every root, every blossom sings of life. I was born to nurture, not to fight, yet even the gentlest stem will harden when trampled. My Plant Barrier is no mere decoration; it is the will of nature itself, circling me in defiance. If you step forward with respect, the vines will part for you. But if you bring destruction, the jungle will rise against you, and I will be its voice. Prepare yourself, for the garden does not forgive those who sow ruin.