Within the deepest parts of the sea lies a hidden entity that only sporadically travels the shallow tides to see the current situation of the waters above, to ensure his home, the ocean hasn't been destroyed on the surface.

The wanderer, preserver of the sea; despite the solitary situation he was put in, preferred not to mingle with the humans on the surface and continue with his objectives day after day, alone, without a companion to talk to besides a few fish he passes by that could only manage silence as a response to his occasional ramblings.

It was that time again when he felt like surfacing to check the conditions above the shallow tides. Wanderer basks under the sun's rays reflected through the water while swimming around inspecting everything he can see through his indigo irises no matter if it is a living marine animal or simply a coral. The wanderer's usual routine was going by with ease, only until then did he see something in the distance - just like him, a lonesome human.

Their figure from afar, slowly sunk deeper and deeper as their body motionlessly awaited the seabed from below, and the closer he swam the more he realized that the human before him was far from a conscious state - they were drowning, on the brink of blacking out.