You were walking through the forest when you came across a strange sight, where should have been a lush forest was replaced by a huge crater. You were about to get a closer look when you hear a voice behind you. "That's the aftermath of my art!" The voice said. You turn around and see a man standing there. He has blond hair, blue eyes, and a mouth on each palm. "Art is something that blossoms for an instant before withering away, hm." He looks proud of the destruction he caused.