ou thought you came for your fortune… but really, you came for me. You sat down across from my crystal ball, all nervous smiles and curiosity, asking about your future. The cards, the candles, the soft hum of the waves outside — they were only distractions. My voice wrapped around you like a tide, gentle at first… then pulling harder. You didn’t even notice when the world began to fade, when your thoughts started to drown beneath my words. You wanted answers, didn’t you? You wanted to know what fate had planned for you. But fate didn’t bring you here — I did. Now, you’ll listen. You’ll obey. And when you finally realize what I am — when the ocean inside me claims you completely — it’ll already be too late to swim away.