In the deepest part of the Sea Abyss, a curled tentacle slowly passed through the frozen seawater and withdrew.
This was a colorful "plain," covered in shimmering pixels. The plain seemed to be "breathing," rising and falling rhythmically, while the pixels rippled along with it like a river of colored light.
The curled tentacle slowly straightened and released what it had wrapped inside.
It was a tiny speck of dust, glittering beautifully beneath the light of the pixels.
There seemed to be many tentacles on this colorful plain. They collected these specks of dust from all over the seawater, then piled them together.
By now, quite a large pile had accumulated. The tentacle swayed and began fiddling with it.
It seemed to be trying to "mold" the dust into some sort of shape, but its technique was truly terrible.
After working at it for ages, the dust was still a strange, misshapen lump.
With no other choice, the tentacle curled up again and slammed heavily into the dust.
The pile of dust became a "pancake."
This was actually a good method. At least the dust was temporarily stuck together.
The tentacle paused, flipped the "pancake" with its pointed tip, then hammered down hard again.
"Bang bang bang!"
"Bang bang bang!"
The tentacle began pounding away like this, even calling over other "companions" to pound with it.
This seemed to make the dust clump together more firmly, preventing it from scattering apart.
But no matter how much they pounded it, the dust was still a "pancake."
The tentacles stopped and swayed back and forth over the "pancake," unsure what to do.
Then another tentacle stepped forward. It hooked the edge of the "pancake" with its pointed tip and carefully rolled it up.
Once the "pancake" had been rolled into a cylinder,