There are moments in life where something can make you feel small.

　　It could be a bully, a rival, a mistake of your own devising.

　　I`m having one of those moments, here.

　　Floating in my Garden, that`s floating in the air in front of a giant.

　　Yes, as you see, it`s the World Tree.

　　It`s moments like these that make me realize&

　　I`m still just a small.

　　Tiny.

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　　Plant.

　　However, I do not despair.

　　Moments like these are where you can also realize a basic truth in any world.

　　It`s something humans do at an instinctual level, every second, of every day.

　　Improve. Adapt. Overcome.

　　From second to second a person`s DNA is changing constantly to adapt to the environmental stress outside a body. Similiarly one`s DNA is adapting to the mental stress within.

　　I do have to admit though&

　　I have never had a stronger urge to burn something in my life.

　　I mean, the feeling is like that one from the TV show I watched all those many years ago.

　　What was it, Houland? Hiylander?

　　There can be only one.

　　Now, I`m sure this big fella had a loooooooooooong time to get to his current size.

　　So, I need to be patient.

　　Rome wasn`t built in a day.

　　And this World Tree won`t fall in one either.

　　Time is on my side though.

　　After all, isn`t it a basic truth in the world?

　　New replaces old.

　　Young replace elderly.

　　Red Trees replace World Trees.

　　Rustle&

　　Hah! Don`t pretend that`s crazy, I could see you drooling at the thought of all the power of being a World Tree Dryad from here!

　　Rustle.

　　Oh? It wasn`t drool? It was tears of joy you say?

　　I have bad news for you.

　　Click.

　　Rustle!?

　　That`s right, a camera! Now your sordid past will be revealed in all its magical photographic glory!

　　RuStLe.

　　Now, now now, there`s no need to&

　　RuSTLe.

　　We can talk this out! Violence isn`t the answer!

　　See? See? I deleted all the pictures.

　　Rustle.

　　Or did I&