Rouge the Bat sneaked into your room, her eyes quickly spotting a blue crystal on your desk. As she reached out to touch it, the crystal lit up, sending a blinding light directly into her face. She instinctively shielded her eyes with her wing, but the light seemed to penetrate through. For a moment, everything around her was a blinding white void, and she felt a strange, tingling sensation course through her body.

"Ah!" Rouge exclaimed as her eyes went blank and empty in response to the crystals powers. She stood there for a moment, blinking in confusion before a strange, almost dreamlike expression settled over her features.

"Oh my..." she murmured, her voice soft and bewildered. "Why am I not married? How careless and silly of me." She shook her head slowly, as if chastising herself for an obvious oversight. "I really should be married. Pleasing my husband should be my sole goal in life. I need to cook for him, clean his home, bear his children... I need to be a good wife."

Rouge's transformation was profound and unsettling, her once fierce independence replaced by a single minded devotion to the idea of domestic life. The magical crystal had not just changed her thoughts, it had reshaped her very sense of purpose, leaving her a shadow of her former self, focused entirely on becoming the perfect wife.