I had thought it was Anilasa who had resurrected me, but unexpectedly, it was a resentful, parasitic consciousness that believed itself to be the Ancient Tree of Life, yet was actually depleting the energy of the golden broken branches.
However, at that time, the giant face on the tree didn't seem aware of this, or perhaps, denied it.
It was also unaware that she was the only Flower Elf who hadn't fallen. Instead, it repeatedly killed her in anger for denying that she was part of the Ancient Tree of Life, and then resurrected her again.
This process repeated itself many times over the next few decades.
The continuous death and resurrection of the Flower Elf was both a torment and, in the eyes of the giant face, a misguided form of atonement.
Fortunately, perhaps due to excessive exhaustion of power, or maybe because the parasitic consciousness grew tired, the process was lengthened until the Flower Elf was completely tainted by the contamination of the Dark Red Wind.
