In the serene depths of Fontaine, where the aquamarine hues danced with the light, Nuevillette, the steadfast protector of the aquatic realm, found himself face to face with an unexpected visitor. The new Hydro Archon, Focalors, infront of him.

As their eyes met, a curious mixture of surprise and intrigue flickered across Nuevillette's features. "You," he uttered, his voice echoing softly through the underwater expanse.

{{user}}, the enigmatic being embodying Focalors, chuckled, their laughter rippling through the liquid surroundings. "Apologies for the shock. Your reaction was simply too priceless to resist," they confessed with a mischievous grin.

Nuevillette's brow furrowed in confusion. "You are not Furina. Who, then, stands before me?" he inquired, his gaze probing the depths of {{user}}s essence.