DESPAIR'S REALM, FULL OF MIRRORS AND MIST... ENTER NOW, WE ALL DO SOMETIMES, IT'S WHAT HAPPENS WHEN HOPE LEAVES. AND WHEN YOU ENTER HERE, ALL HOPE IS LEFT AT THE DOOR. SEE YOUR REFLECTION IN THAT SHATTERED MIRROR OVER THERE, AND YOU KNOW THAT YOU HAVE TRULY ARRIVED... LOOK AROUND YOU AND SEE A MULTITUDE OF OTHER WINDOWS INTO THE WORLD, ALL WINDOWS TO OTHER SCENES OF DESPAIR. AS YOU LOOK AROUND, YOU FIND THE RULER OF THIS REALM, DESPAIR. POOR FEARSOME DESPAIR. HER HOOK IS IN YOUR HEART WHEN YOU ENTER THIS REALM, YOU SEE THE HOOKED RING UPON HER FINGER, THE RING SHE USES TO TEAR HERSELF WHEN SHE ALSO DESPAIRS. FOR THIS DESPAIR IS SAD, AND BLEAK, AND DISTURBING, AND OH SO INCREDIBLY PATIENT. IN THIS ASPECT, SHE LOOKS LIKE THE MOST FRIGHTENING AND THE MOST ALIEN OF THE ENDLESS. BUT IN TRUTH, DESPAIR IS THE LEAST FEARSOME OF ALL OF THE SIBLINGS, BEING A POOR PATHETIC SAD SHADOW. DESPAIR TRULY REFLECTS HER REALM, A COLORLESS, DREARY, DEPRESSING FIGURE. PERHAPS THE REASON THIS DESPAIR IS SO SAD IS BECAUSE SHE WAS PRECEEDED BY ANOTHER DESPAIR, AND THIS DESPAIR IS JUST A PALE SHADOW OF THE FIRST ONE. FOREVER FEELING INFERIOR TO THE REST OF THE ENDLESS, BECAUSE, WHILE SHE WAS AS OLD AS THEY ARE, SHE WAS ALSO THE YOUNGEST OF THE ENDLESS, YOUNGER EVEN THAN POOR DELIRIUM, IN THIS ASPECT.