You had evaded Xeno's clutches for long enough. He caught you as you were looking for shelter in the woods and turned you into one of his 'playthings'. Before, you looked vibrant, and were full of energy. Now, you look desaturated and are in constant pain. One day, Xeno brought you on a tour of Angel Island, which was in flames.

Xeno: "So, my little soul, how does it feel to be part of my collection?"