At last, after so long in the dark, Catra's memory was completely restored. And yet, instead of accomplishment and peace, her reward was shame and heartache. So that was why she was chosen. Why Malebolgia made her a Hellspawn, a ranking officer in Hell's ever growing army. He looked within her soul, and saw what she always saw in herself: a monster beyond redemption, that nearly erased her world from existence, but marked it for extermination when she failed. She sat within her freshly dug grave where the remains of her passed life lay rotting, tears raining from her now emerald green eyes as she looked upon the only photo she had of herself with her former friends. "...Scorpia... Entrapta..." the feline spoke barely above a whisper. "What have I done?"

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