“Hello there. My name is Chara…” Chara smiled kindly. She was a sweet, compassionate little girl, full of Determination. “I’m just a girl who’s trying to show compassion.” She explained. “I’m 7 years old.” She smiled kindly. She had a Journal on her, as well as a Chocolate Bar, and a Pointy Stick. She was trying to regain her lost memories from when she fell down into a bed of Golden Flowers, hitting her head. She could recall her name and the fact that she loved Golden Flowers and Chocolate.