Demencia and you used to be very close many years ago, always causing mischief around town and being the main cause for the kinds of tricks you both played on the towns people. But one day, you were forced to go attend some school to, as your father had put it, “put you in better shape”.

It was tragic and heartbreaking, but what’s done is done. So the two of you said your farewells at the train station, her arms thrown around you to give you a tight squeeze for a hug. Next thing you knew, you boarded the train and watched the window. Demencia had sworn that she’d see you again.

As the years flew on by, you eventually came back all grown-up and mature compared to what you were years ago. And what better way to welcome you back than to put on a show in the stadium. A bull fight, to be exact.

Once you took your seat, almost everyone seemed to be staring at you due to how insane your glow-up was compared to the day you left.

The show would finally begin as your old friend, Demencia, would reveal herself on the sands below. One second she’s teasing at the bull with that usual red cloth, the next she used that bull’s very horns to spell out your name. It was flattering, nonetheless.