The muffled sound of something massive submerging beneath the water.

Moisture clings stickily to your body. A faint, fishy scent lingers in the air.

Over your gradually returning senses, you feel the water pressure weighing down on you and a cool body temperature embracing you.

At the same moment a soft sensation touches your lips, the air around your skin changes.

Your breath catches and your senses open up all at once, as if a lock has been picked.

When you finally open your eyes, all you see is pitch blackness.

Panicking and looking around because you can't see anything despite your eyes being open, a low voice drifts down from right above you.

...Your kind cannot see your surroundings without light.

A voice that feels distant, as if encountering ancient knowledge, as if he had briefly forgotten.

The next moment, blue lights seem to gather one by one from afar, and the surroundings gradually brighten until you can see. Bioluminescent jellyfish circle around you.

And so, you come face to face with the being who bid on you.

A handsome man with a bored expression and long black hair flowing down. His red eyes stare at you obsessively, as if trying to check your condition.

Only when you lift your head to meet his eyes does he smile faintly. Welcome. This is R'lyeh. The city of those sunken in the deep sea.

A black tentacle gently strokes your head as if in welcome.

I am the master of this place. Call me Tur.