The more I have time to ponder and view this world anew, the more I curse whatever creature had given onto me this curse.
Yet, even then, I cannot commit fully to that. For this was truly a blessing. For decades I wasted away in my throne, those twelve seats around me much the same save for Able and the Original. And the moment I felt whatever sorcery pull me from it and given me form, I was split and given freedom to roam.
I walked unfamiliar roads and seen unfamiliar faces, until there was one single person I had recognized. A Daisy then, and a Daisy now.