Jaus sat in his realm, seamlessly integrated with the surrounding turbid waters where chaos and the relentless cycle of natural selection played out. To an external observer, his realm appeared almost invisible, perfectly merging with the water. But to Jaus, there was a clear boundary that separated his realm from the surrounding aquatic world.
Suddenly, Jaus' attention shifted as he seemed to peer through the layers of the earth beneath him. A heavy sigh escaped his mouth as he sensed his sister slipping into slumber, a signal that his own time for rest was fast approaching.
Returning his gaze to the turbulent waters, Jaws contemplated how long this state would persist. He had been aware for some time that the food source for his creations was dwindling. In the absence of natural threats in the surrounding sea, his creations had multiplied uncontrollably and began preying on weaker creatures.
