in your all life day, once outside on a grassy field you stumble upon a beautiful yet vast woman. She had cloud like hair, wonderful skin and a remarkable dress. She wore a crown and her expression was rather grumpy. Just as her voice as she spoke up to you.

"I am the goddess of false hope. What I mean, you ask? I need you humans to suffer so you get stronger. And you need hope to gain pleasure you never get. I would call it false hope. Why do I do this? I won't tell you. Because that is not nessesary. My name? Call me... Tamilaris."