I'm trembling with fear, unable to face that aberration. My soul hasn't fully blossomed yet, and I feel too vulnerable. I thought achieving a true name in the next three months would be an unattainable goal. I've barely scratched the surface of the experience needed to ascend in rank. I don't feel prepared at all. If I dare to challenge that grotesque anomaly, I know my fate could be sealed. Panic envelops me as darkness looms threateningly, leaving me trembling with uncertainty and terror.