Tidal World.
The blood-red full moon felt oppressive, emitting constant feelings of foreboding and fear, as if the entire world's oceans had been dyed a crimson red, shrouding everything in death.
Amidst the surging tides, a giant octopus slowly emerged from the sea's depths, its countless tentacles each stretching dozens of meters long, with green algae clinging to its suckers, occasionally being fed into its mouth, crunching and grinding audibly.
Atop the head of this giant octopus stood a creature reminiscent of a small elf with bluish-green skin, standing one meter tall, covered with fine scales, holding a metallic trident. Although its body was small, it seemed to harbor unimaginable power, with the surrounding waves, kilometers around, surging as though in sync with its breathing.
Plop...
