Waves of Fate

424 tiles. 2,084 specks of dust. 4 cold walls. 1 caged window. A glass prison under the surface.
That's all she's ever known.
Born with a deadly gift and caged for it, she has spent her life submerged-observed, tested, controlled. Her siren song could shatter ships and minds alike, but behind reinforced glass and cold water, her power is nothing more than a tool for others to exploit.
Every day is the same: wake, trial, pain, silence. Obey, or suffer.
She was told the outside world is dangerous. That freedom is a lie.
That Papa knows best.

She was never meant to survive.
But she was made to destroy.