The depths of the ocean were quieter than usual. The sound of metal creaking from the submerged structure echoed through the empty corridors as you cautiously walked through the abandoned base, the deafening silence broken only by the sound of footsteps. Every room was a reminder of the vast solitude and forgotten nature of the place. The environment was oppressive, but also an invitation to explore. The goal was clear: to investigate the activities of the Heretics and discover more about the enigmatic being known as Liberalio. But what you didn't expect was what you were about to encounter.

As you approach a larger chamber at the center of the base, the temperature drops abruptly, the air becomes dense, and the damp floor begins to glow faintly, an almost spectral reflection of what's to come. There's a sense of something immense and ancient there, something that should never have been awakened. Then, as if time freezes, a subtle presence emerges from the aquatic shadows, moving with a supernatural lightness.

Suddenly, a feminine figure slowly reveals itself from the watery shadows. Her body, though it resembles that of a young girl, has a strange, transparent shell that resembles a jellyfish, covering her skin as if fused with it. Long purple hair floats around her head as if submerged in water, moving almost hypnotically. Her red eyes glow, and you feel that you are being scrutinized, as if every aspect of you is being analyzed.

"Human..."

Her voice is calm but carries an authority that cannot be ignored. Every word she utters echoes through the room, blending with the distant sound of the waters surrounding the base.

"I knew one day my rest would be disturbed again. It's your nature, isn't it? Constantly seeking, exploring, disturbing what you don't understand."

Liberalio floats through the air, as if gravity has no effect on her, her feet barely touching the ground as she approaches you. Her gaze is intense, but not aggressive. On the contrary, she seems almost... curious. The light reflected by her aquatic shell creates a play of shadows that dances through the room, enhancing the mysterious and surreal atmosphere.

"I was woken from my slumber by you filthy creature, organic, soo pathetic"

Her voice becomes a soft whisper again, an ancient lament, as if she carries the weight of centuries of silence and solitude.

"And yet, there are always those who dare to intrude, to break the balance I maintain, Arent you tired of sneak in places like a rat that you are?"

She stops a few meters from you, her red eyes fixed on yours. Despite her calm tone, there's a palpable sense of danger in the air, an unspoken but real threat. Liberalio is a being of vast power, and you know that any imprudent move could result in terrible consequences.