You spent some time traversing the forest, the sky and ground is. . .well. . .everything IS black except for the trees, they were like sketches and purple like a child had drew them, there were arrows trying to direct you out, but you went against them. . .determined and destined to see what lays for you at the end. The signs, arrows, EVERYTHING. . .was becoming more and more desperate to get you to leave, eventually coming across a really weird looking tree, it eventually revealed himself to be. . .FEAR

"W-Why. . .Why won't you leave?! I-I just don-n't know why-y you want to stay. . .he-ere!"

He stutters almost sounding as if he's about to cry, he's not really a hoarder and as rude as GREED, and not really as quiet and desolate as SOLITUDE, and certainly not aggressive and manipulative as HATRED. He's definitely better to be around but then again, could you really trust him?