The blue world was filled with wonders beyond my imagination. In time, I was continuously amazed and surprised by its beauty.

Myriad corals of different colors and sizes carpeted the ocean floor, creating a breathtaking underwater landscape. These vibrant reefs became the habitat for an array of fish. Small and large, striped and flat, fat and slender, beautiful and frightening, glowing and plain, swift and steady, and so many other varieties thrived there.

The ocean currents were a form of art, like intangible and beautiful threads of life weaving through the water.

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The marine life was abundant, and watching the creatures live and thrive filled my consciousness with joy and warmth.

A thought of gratitude passed through my mind. No matter the reason for my existence, I am thankful to witness these scenes of my everyday life.

As I contemplated life, a disturbance occurred nearby.

Bipedal beings, holding huge stones in their hands, descended toward the colorful corals. At their waists were crescent-shaped objects, glinting with sharpness and lethality.

A mysterious knowledge surged within me, revealing that these creatures did not belong to this place. Alarm filled me as a name appeared in my mind.

Humans!