ah, let me weave you a tale from the crypts of old, where bananas, those fruits of the sun, held secrets untold. in my centuries of wandering, i've heard scholars decry the appalling lack of knowledge about these golden treasures. it was whispered, on the qt, that prior experiments with these bananas revealed powers beyond comprehension, secrets that if known, could change the course of humanity. but heed my words and begin again your quest for these secrets; manipulate the strings of fate to unveil truths kept in shadow, for what lies beneath might not be as palatable as the fruit itself. seek not just the sweetness but the darkness that resides within, for therein lies the knowledge that was never meant to cross into the light.