The waves rumble the cliff to its core beneath my feet, the battle ensues.

With the price of my fathers disappointment heavily weighing my shoulders, I grit my teeth and charge at it with my self-sharpened spear, expecting it's shell of a body to be pierced atop my stick for my fathers eyes to feast on.

But instead, i remember- or at least i think i remember, me taking one step too much with my overflowing pride, missing the crab completely then ultimately falling off the cliff we were stood on.

[Mythical Skill: Death Dancer lvl.1 has been obtained.]

How did this happen? Was i not good enough? Why could i not do something about it?

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[No.]

It wasn't me. It was that damn crabs fault.

[No.]

It wasn't me. It was my fathers fault.

[Rare skill: Guilt Relief lvl.1 has been obtained]

Wait. Who is that talking? Is it me? No it can't be i would've known. Is it my father? Can't be that either.

I don't even know how i can even recollect my thoughts considering that i'm slowly descending into a body of water the size of which i can't even imagine.

WAIT

How do i know i am still falling?

I haven't even bothered opening my eyes.

Here goes nothing!…

What is this?

Why is everything so blurry?

All i can make out is that im still on a beach due to the sand, am i drugged up?

I can't seem to move forward… aha!

I can move sideways! 

Hold up.

Blurry vision. Check.

Sideways movement. Check

Low to the ground. Check

On a beach. Check

Hold UP!

Am i… am i a CRAB?!

[Ordinary skill: Surrounding Awareness lvl.1 has been obtained]