The day was beautiful and Hanazuki was ready to be useful in that day, accomplish some objetives, solve some hempka troubles and have fun in the process. She felt like she was totally able of doing anything, even the most difficult and complicated tasks, she felt like she could confront every danger, every enemy of goodness and happyness. Even... even the Dark One, well, she was smug and brave, nevertheless...
Hanazuki was walking across the infinite treasure-fields, crossing the landscape among the unlimited trees made of sweets when she suddendly hear a tremendous warcry.
Oh no! It couldn't be.
She was really ready to meet the gargantuesque and enormous forces of the evil minions that the Dark One commanded.
Hanazuki was frozen by the fear, she stare back where she had walked and looked the Devil into his eyes... and suddenly, nothing happened.

It couldn't be, couldn't it?
-Oh jeez, Yellow! You made me worry... What is it now?
Yellow ignored her and it just keep playing with his broken toy, a rusty and matte key.
-Hey Yellow, stop, what's that?
Hanazuki was intrigued by the atmosphere that the key emitted, the dark glow that the key projected dazzle her.
Was she the only one that could percive that? Yellow seemed like he didn't know why Hanazuki stared at the gloomy key like that, was there something wrong?
Was there something wrong WITH HER?
No, that was a superpower, that was a mightly ability, she could feel that.
She almost... she almost could perceive its true power!? That was spooky and scary!
That key was hiding something schechty, she was sure.
The sourface of the key tickled her eyes, it was weird, she can almost felt all of its power only by staring at it.
Was it one of the Dark One creations? Who knows?! There was only a way to be sure about it, there was only a way to truly crear the out. Out brave Hanazuki grabed the key, robbing it from Yellow.
-Uh?- Yellow was not irritated, nor angry, it was confused.
Something changed. The atmosphere polluted by a corrosive combination of four galls, four temperaments. She suddenly felt a confusing mix of emotions.

Suddenly she tumbled down the hole in a very narrow shape, direct to the most absolute darkness she had seen in his short life She felt stupid, she felt dull. She was done. She can no longer communicate with others. Was it over?
-Of course not, sweet Hanazuki.- Said a God-like voice.
-W-Who is it?- She was stuttering. She was afraid, very very afraid. Our little flower wanted to take shelter in her cocoon.
-When music is a weapon, every voice matters, and you know that's true young Hanazuki.
-Mom? D-dad?
-You know Hanazuki, someday you'll be separated from Yellow, serotonin and dopamine levels tend to lower with age in moonflowers, you are still young though, and you'll never understand aging, you were created to be ignorant afterall. But worry not, you are big, you are big as a mountain Hanazuki, there is something powerful, very powerful, within you, believe me Hanazuki, someday you'll know, someday my words will turn to be true.
-P-please don't hurt me, I'm just a simple moonflower. I don't know what you want from me, I'm not Little Dreamer.
-I'm not your superior, I am your minion. Your own personal treasure, someone to posess, someone to obsess with. Don't you want power Hanazuki? Don't you want to destroy the Dark forces who harass and destroy this land, don't you even want to become them, to substitute them? Of course you want, that's why you were created, that's why you were concibed, and that's why I am here too.
-W-what is happening?
-It's funny, very soon you'll know the answer to that question Hanazuki...
Oh she will, she will.
-Trust me Hanazuki, I know your true nature.
Fortunately for moonflowers she doesn't.