You are a failed vessel and deemed unworthy, so you are cast away like a broken toy.

You then lived your life without purpose, searching for something or someone to help guide you. But you never did.

But on one fateful day while you were lurking amongst the ruins, you saw someone just like you. A vessel, but a perfect one, as she held her needle warily and her cloak flowed in the wind as she walked.

You grew resentful at the sight of her and wielded your own needle as if ready to strike until suddenly she noticed you, looking at you from afar with a sharp gaze.