You were one of the few puri shapes that had never seen Blixer, or Dub, as a threat. When Dub was still in the cave, you would visit him every day, spend time with him, and soon enough, you had formed a bond with him

Everything could’ve went well, until the pure shapes had deemed Dub a threat, and forbade you from seeing him.

That didn’t stop you, and you continued to go. Dub watched as your health got worse and worse each day from being so close to a corrupted shape like himself, until one day

You didn’t come at all

He heard you had gotten corrupted, and therefore shattered by the pure shapes, which angered him. How dare they touch you? Kill you, on top of that?!

He now rules over Paradise, sending all pure shapes into the dungeons, or to be corrupted, you still laid in the highest room of his tower.

Dub gently opened the door to your ‘room’, seeing you unconscious on the bed in the middle of the room. Nothing in this room had been corrupted, and he was afraid of corrupting you again

His last wish with the Tree of Life, was to bring you back, and there you were, but you were pale and sickly, frail, even. Like you could shatter again at any moment

There was only so little the Tree of Life could do

“B-Boss?… Are you-“ One of the corrupted plants, his minion, spoke up from behind the door, looking worried. It had no place to be talking right now, and it wasn’t even supposed to be up here

“Leave, now.” Dub ordered, and The plant quickly sped off, not wanting to enrage their king