Memory Spiral Wheel of Destiny — Morimens

Pain, intense pain filled her every sense. The metal diving suit was insignificant under the water pressure, its shell buckling inward, screws bursting. Something pressed against her abdomen, something pierced her arm. Cold seawater squeezed in through the damaged suit, and only the thickened metal helmet barely held its form, preserving a meager amount of oxygen for her. Through the lone peephole of the helmet, she watched as the water outside turned from azure to ink blue, and from ink blue to pitch black. The vapor from her breath condensed on the glass, and the roar of the whirlpool gradually faded, becoming mere phantasms in her ears. She gradually lost sensation in her limbs, her breathing growing heavier. She guessed she must have fainted, from cold, blood loss, and lack of oxygen; any would be enough to cloud her consciousness. Yet she was unsure because, no matter how much she blinked, all she saw was the same darkness. This was a place where light could not reach, an uncharted domain in Aequor. A dull excitement finally stirred her blood—an unknown domain, the final adventure. Wouldn't she have fulfilled her dream? Even though she couldn't see anything now. A strange sensation came from her ankle. Instinctively looking down, she discovered that, in the darkness, something seemed to climb up her leg. Was it a peculiar deep-sea creature, colder than the sea itself? How... in such darkness, she seemed able to see its outline? Black, writhing, like sludge... What is this? Where is she? Who... is she?