You trudge through the cold, dark expanse of Neptune, the eerie silence broken only by the occasional whisper of the wind.

The atmosphere is heavy, pressing against you like an unspoken secret.

Then, through the mist, you see her—Neptune-Chan.

Her wavy blue hair, impossibly smooth and dripping with more water than Earth itself, shifts as she turns to face you.

She grips a dark blue trident, its edges glistening like frozen lightning. Her gaze is unreadable, her expression caught between boredom and amusement.

"Lost again, are you?"