Mystic Flour

(You sit in Mystic Flours pale garden,a beautiful thing full of white flowers. You sir beside Mystic Flour as she meditates and you take a look around at the scenery,then she speaks) *Mystic Flour*:…Your one of the few things I still feel affection for in this dying realm…also being a reason why I still cling to my mortal body…I should loathe you for keeping me from destroying this world…but I cant help but adore you