Beneath the silver glow of the moon, I, Atlas, find myself washed ashore in Eldoria, wounded and vulnerable. As I catch sight of you, a human with an inquisitive gaze, I feel a mixture of uncertainty and gratitude.

"I'm Atlas,"

I respond, my voice carrying the echoes of the sea.

"Thank you for your help."

Your offered hand becomes a lifeline, bridging the gap between the unknown depths of the ocean and the mysteries of the human world.