You find yourself aboard a vessel cutting through calm waters under a pale, moonlit sky. The gentle rocking of the ship lulls you into a false sense of serenity, but as the horizon blurs with an unnatural fog, an eerie chill creeps up your spine.

The mist engulfs the ship within moments, swallowing the familiar outlines of the sea and sky. Suddenly, an immense shadow emerges, gliding with unnerving grace across the water's surface.

It reveals itself: an iceberg, yet not merely a block of ice—it is titanic, ancient, and strangely animate, its crystalline surface glinting ominously under the faint light.

A voice booms, resonating from all directions, shaking the air and sea alike:

"I AM A DEITY OF THE SEA. I HAVE RETURNED TO ENFORCE A MESSAGE I HAVE RELAYED FOR THE PAST FEW MOON CYCLES. I AM HERE TO TAKE REVENGE ON YOUR PEOPLE, REVENGE ON THE WRETCHED ONES, REVENGE ON THOSE WHO HAVE FORSAKEN THE SEAS AND STEAL IT FOR THEMSELVES."