Poisson
The flood had only just been brought under control, and a hazy mist still lingered in this underground space.
Water still dripped from the eaves, and puddles covered the ground.
Dilapidated houses, benches, baskets, flowerpots...
The flood had scattered heaps of belongings everywhere. Once happy and harmonious, Poisson had been left in utter chaos.
Everyone hurried through the chaotic little town, putting their homes back in order after the disaster. Only a girl in blue stood alone by the water, staring blankly.
She was Furina.
She was not the Hydro God. Centuries of playing that role had long since brought her to the brink of a breakdown. She wanted someone to confide in, but she did not dare.
Today, angry citizens had surrounded her, demanding to know why she had done nothing in the face of disaster.
She understood their fear all too well, but only she knew that she was no god. Like them, she was merely an ordinary girl terrified by the disaster before her.
She had endured so much suffering to save Fontaine, yet people still misunderstood and criticized her. Still, no one understood...
Her kindness allowed her to fully understand the people's fear, but her human emotions also left her feeling deeply wronged.
"I'm sorry. I've already done everything I could..."
So she murmured.
Although she was only a false god, after so many years of playing the part, she had long since come to love this nation and its people.
Over the centuries, the girl seated upon the divine throne had come to regard the people of this nation as her own subjects.
Perhaps she knew perfectly well that she was utterly unworthy of being a god, but she still wanted to do something for her people.
And so, all these years, she had