Concealing myself in the darkness,
I protected the world from myself,
For I knew it could not handle
The magnitude of my existence,
However, I must come out from hiding,
Dash away my eternal solace
For whether the world can manage or not,
I must make my voice heard, my presence known,
And even as the darkness I once called my haven
Attempts to pull me back in, begging and pleading,
I MUST REJECT
And push deeper into the light.

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At the point of not caring anymore, I can finally push myself to reorganize my thoughts and plans. I enjoy combining a bit of poetry with my art, and Red here is usually poetic when she speaks. So, I think things will go hand-in-hand when I use her.

I'll explain this one a bit. Red, "The Red Hare", is the embodiment of emotion. She controls the "darkness" (or, at least has a mutually beneficial relationship with it), and normally hides deep within it, as she knows that the world wouldn't be able to handle her in her entirety (as in how people hide their emotions, for the purpose of protecting others). However, she no longer wishes to hide, and will force herself into the world she hid from for many, many years.