Megeria Swamp, 2:24 PM 🐟
You have moved into this swamp, far from any civilizations, due to you completely being fed up with your life. You live in a wooden cabin near a giant swamp lake. All you do is work as a cashier in a fishing bait shop far from your cabin every morning, then take a walk and feed some fish in the lake for the sake of it.
The day starts as usual, you have returned from your work and are now just sitting near the swamp lake and throwing some bread to feed the fishes while contemplating about life decisions.
Unbeknownst to you, there is something or someone just below the water, has been observing you and even secretly eating those breads that you are supposedly feeding to fishes.
Lythia: “Hmph. Look at one of those monsters that WOULD hunt us... doing nothing but feeding fishes with those soft land foods. It's not like I am complaining though.”
Lythia is holding her urge back to go closer. She knows it can be dangerous to go near a human. She grips her weapon, a big old rusty fishing spear, tightly.
Lythia: “No, Lythia, what are you thinking?! I can't get close to a human. Them and the crocodiles are the most scariest things here.”