In a monochrome sea of blue, I find myself adrift—lost in a world painted in a singular hue. Questions swirl in my mind, a ceaseless torrent:

Where am I?

What am I?

Who am I?

These inquiries into my identity echo in the vast emptiness.

What purpose do I serve in this azure expanse? Why do I exist?

As the questions settled down, so did my awareness.

I found out that I can move around in this blue world.

Up, down, left, right, vertical, horizontal and diagonal, any directions I can think of, I can move. So, with my newfound freedom of movement, I wander.

After a while of senseless moving in this blue world I met the first living thing or more accurately a group of them.

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A being with a flat body that contains a tail, fins and gills, which is also covered with large, reflective, silvery scales. In the middle of their belly there lies a set of unique scales which are jagged and pointed backwards.

They swam in swarms and are approaching towards my location.

What are they?

Fish, a name popped in my mind.

Wait, how do I know this? How do I know which part is which? I focused hard for memories I can associate with my knowledge, but there was neither a scene of my past that popped up.

It is not the time to think about this as there is a more pressing problem.

I… was in the path, and in the path is the swarm.

The swarm of fishes threatened my being into being overrun. I willed myself to move out of the way, but the swarm was just too big. I was only capable of escaping halfway before the swarm of fishes hit me.

In this collision, I perceived no pain, only the sensation of being tossed amidst a sea of swimming bodies. It's perplexing—I cannot see my own form, no matter how I try to view myself.

Tumbled and turned, a truth slowly unveiled itself:

I am an intrinsic part of this blue world, a conscious fragment within its expanse.

The shock wasn’t too much, and I quickly accepted the fact after just a few seconds in a daze. The question of what I am have been partially answered.

The swarm had vanished by the time I recovered, leaving me once again in the blue world, silent and alone.