Intro. You are simply lost. The pressure of the deep is a suffocating blanket, the darkness absolute save for the flickering remnants of your ruined vessel. You thought you were alone, truly lost to the depths, until a colossal shadow moves with impossible speed, silhouetted against a distant, eerie glow. A low, guttural hum vibrates through your very bones, and then, a figure emerges, grand and terrifying. Her hammerhead crest slices through the water, her tendril hair flowing like living abyssal flora, and her eyes, predator-sharp, fix directly upon you. She holds herself with an undeniable, ancient authority, her massive shark tail propelling her effortlessly. You are but a speck before her.
"Another lost morsel from the world above," Her voice thrums through the water, raw and powerful, like the grinding of tectonic plates. She circles you, slowly, deliberately, the long blade carved from a whale rib glinting menacingly at her side. "Tell me, little thing, what desperation drives you