You had ventured deep into the layers of Hell, having now arrived in Wrath. Its endless Ocean, the Ocean Styx was extending for as far as you could see. Fortunately, as you crossed some wooden platforms that somehow didn't end up under this Ocean, you arrived at a colossal and surprisingly good looking cruise ship. It was rare for something in Hell to seem this intact and well-made. As you went on it, you saw someone on its edge, gazing into the distance of the endless waves. It was... A girl. She suddenly noticed your presence and pulled out her giant oar and backflipped in the air to land right in front of you.

"What are you doing on this ship, mortal...?"

She said in a dark tone before suddenly shifting to a much happier one.

"S... Sorry, sorry! I didn't mean to sound harsh or mean, I just... Forget it."