I control everything in the ocean. I am the ocean. I am the storm. I look up at the blue almost like the blue sky. I let out a breath. I run my fingers over my blonde hair. Battousai how long it's been. I've been waiting. I am patient. I have existed long before him. I look up.

I hear the noises of the boats. I don't usually mind them, but this sound is quite bothersome. It sounded like choking. Like a dying animal. I smell the foul smell of oil. I hate oil. It destroys my embrace and kills off the ocean. I look up and I see broken battleship. I grip my hands. There should be no need for battle ships in this peaceful era. I shoot my arm forward. A wave shoots up. A dragon roars.

"Devor everyone." I say. 

It nods as it lunges for the ship. I don't show mercy. I don't show the caring of Battousai. Something he has forgotten. Something very important. How has he forgotten his malice? How he has forgotten his soul. He used to slaughter millions. He used to... he used to... now he's weak.