"A person of great virtue is like the flowing water.

Water benefits all things and contends not with them.

It puts itself in a place that no one wishes to be and thus is closest to Tao.

A virtuous person is like water which adapts itself to the perfect place.

His mind is like the deep water that is calm and peaceful.

His heart is kind like water that benefits all.

His words are sincere like the constant flow of water.

His governing is natural without desire which is like the softness of water that penetrates through hard rocks.

His work is of talent like the free flow of water.

His movement is of right timing like water that flows smoothly.

A virtuous person never forces his way and hence will not make faults." - Tao Te Ching Chapter 8

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[Indian Ocean 5:40 A.M.]

Under the halcyon sky, the cool ocean breeze and calm waters on this early morning is the perfect ambient noise for anyone trying to relax and rest. That ambiance is abruptly interrupted by evil chuckling.

Underneath the surface of the giant blue saltwater, a hungry great white shark is swimming by it’s lonesome.

Half of the injured creature’s left pectoral fin is missing, and there are scars on all over it’s tough outer dermal denticles.

With no food around and not having eaten for a couple months, the great white beast of the ocean slows down.

From the shadows of the dark sea, a pair of incredibly intelligent orca whales spot the easy target for their sick twisted sense of humor.

Like the apex bullies they are, the two killer whales click and whistle in their superior form of communication, then split up.

The weakened hunter sees a school of fish and tries to make chase, but he is unable to accelerate properly.

The collective group of prey scatters away leaving the misfortunate aquatic carnivore without a single catch.

As if things couldn’t get worse, out of nowhere, one of the orca whales comes torpedoing from beneath it’s unsuspecting victim.

The black and white monster bites down on the remaining healthy fin to the hunter turned prey. With the damned shark unable to fight back, the food toying whale drags it’s catch closer to the surface.

Just as the biting, dragging orca is about to go vertical to breach out of the water, with perfect timing, her cetacean pal had already jumped out the water and like giant black and white piranhas, the diving apex predator bites down on the gills of the outmatched shark.

As if it was a planned out, practiced, and perfected play devised by the duos squad compiled of the most superior species of sea creatures, tear the Selachimorpha’s remaining pectoral fin clean off.

In a not too unfamiliar sight of red slick on the surface, the gore dilutes into the sea water as the rightfully called, "killer" falls back into it’s domain with the entire fin in it’s teeth.

Hidden to the world above water, in less than two minutes and with barely anything worthy to describe as a struggle, the slowly dying, finless great white shark has been eviscerated, a bitten hole where one of it’s heavy livers should be.

The defeated hunter accepts it’s fate, and starts it’s slow decent to it’s grave, but to anyone who knows anything about the savageness of "humans of the sea", the suffering isn’t over for the 80% dead creature, with one delectable liver left as an orca horderves.

While the 2nd orca is chewing on the liver it had bitten out of it’s hunt, it gets underneath the sinking snack container.

The original attacker spits out the disgusting fin and bites down directly over the anatomy where the remaining protein rich organ rests.

While the two ruthless killers swim away, munching on their "reward" for their successful teamwork.

While the two fade away into the vast body of water, they are making a clicking and popping noise. In a twisted way, it sounds as if they are laughing.

After more than 2/3rds of it’s complete has been removed, the now dead carcass sinks to the dark depths where the light doesn’t reach. No longer living in suffrage in the light, and down to the mercy of the darkness.

As the remains of the defeated hunter are shrouded by the emptiness of the ocean, someone dives into the open waters with so much force, even with the resistance of the water, the "rocketing submarine" hits the remaining body of the dead shark hidden in the pitch black and the dead carnivore explodes into chum bits.

While protected by his SoulSeiõrShield from the unforgiving pressure 24,000+ft(7,450m) under the surface of the deep sea, Saku can hear his own heartbeat in the absolute silence of the ocean floor.

His sneakers hit the sandy bottom to the complete darkness and then he pushes upward.

Back above water, Katsu is covered in his own SoulSeiõrShield and his sneakers land without difficulty on the surface of the waking ocean.

With the sun 90% risen over the horizon of the Indian Ocean, it is the perfect backdrop for Berserkir Katsu’s nonsensical laughing.

He holds his stomach, and hunches forward. His tears of laughter from his closed unconscious right eye fall into the ocean at his feet as he shouts taunts down below.

Berserkir Katsu: "aaaaahhahhahahahaa!

Awww, you done playing, Sis?

Pffffffffahahahaahahahoohohohohhuuuuu!

Hm?"

As if stopping because of something below, the Yang Vessel jumps backwards a few yards. The black hole surrounded by a blinding white aura focuses on something incoming and the vessel cackles.

A hand covered in Saku’s SoulSeiõrShield breaches the water and then gasps of relieving breaths come from the conscious Yin Vessel as he uses the surface as a way to pull himself out of the open waters he was rocketed into.

Berserkir Katsu(thinking): *Aww, because those dumb human bitches abused Seiõr, she isn’t able to take full control of her improper Vessel infinitely...*

The condescending Berserkir "lols" watching Saku fail at conciously reminding himself to keep his new unfamiliar balance on the liquid surface. Almost like when a child is learning how to ride a bike.

The Anjell Eye of Absorption is still in it’s inauspicious form but Saku’s green human eye is open once again.

He seems to get the hang of "SeiõrStepping" for a few seconds but suddenly falls back in the water with a small *bloop*.

The Communication Eye of Wisdom in control of Katsu’s body outbursts in a mocking laughter, pointing at the 19 year old flapping around the open ocean.

The swirling black hole in the white heavenly aura of the Izanagi Captain glares through the struggling submerged swimmer while continuing his unnecessary giggle fits.

Berserkir Katsu(thinking): *...But her indestructible SoulSeiõrShield and defensive potential is still aiding that human boy.

Like always, Nephythys, you’re not willing to give me the appropriate fight I rightfully deserve...

No matter, I’ll make sure your improper hardware remembers to fear my potential.*

Saku: "Goddamit!

Hey! How in the Hell are you doing that, Nerd?!"

Taken off guard by the casual attitude despite the situation, the Laugher looks across the ocean waves towards his now in control contemporary force.

From underneath the vulnerable, water treading human, something is quickly approaching the sweatpants dressed, kicking legs.

Berserkir Katsu: "kkhhkhkhkhkh!

Good to see you’re finally awake."

Saku: "Who are you? Are you the one making Katsu go crazy?"

Berserkir Katsu: "kekekeke, wouldn’t you like to know?"

Saku looks down and without effort he seems to raise out of the water, to both he and Berserkir Katsu’s confusion.

After hearing Saku’s comet like penetration into their domain, the two orca whales previously seen tormenting the weakest shark for survival of the fittest, are using themselves as a platform to lift the respective apex land species out of aquatic danger.

Saku: "What the fu-"

The beasts known for their clear intellectual acknowledgement and friendliness to humans start talking to each other in clicks, hmmms, whistles and tail splashes.

That is what any normal person would here, but because of his Anjell Eye’s current state, the max potential to one of his abilities, allows Saku to understand what the two sea rulers are saying to one another.

Female Orca Whale: "You head back home, Sgaana.

I will help the guardian get back to shore safely."

Sgaana: "Are you sure, Xaaydagaay? It might not be ’the true bridge between our domains’."

Saku looks over with a raised confused eyebrow and sees Berserkir Katsu trying his absolute best to keep his ungovernable chortle contained. He’s on both knees, hands over his muffled mouth, looking down at his reflection.

Because of the "maxed potential" from Zoram’s ability, Saku can understand the clicks, moans, and tail splashings of the killer whales as his 1st language.

Xaaydagaay: "Don’t call ’The Bridge’ an ’it’, Sganna!

They fell from the highest heavens and you heard their body touch the deepest darks down depths, then rise back up!

It’s my mission as pod leader to make sure of The Bridge’s protection. That way our currents continue their motions and the eggs of prey will be fertilized for the future meals of our grandchildren we’ll never see!

Just like Mom would have."

Saku looks back over at his rival’s vessel losing it’s freaking mind.

Saku: "Uhhh, are you hearing this?"

Katsu finally releases his hands and spit starts flying out of his mouth while he’s laughing so hard.

A few moments after he finally gets a chance to breath, Katsu’s Anjell Eye EyeEngages with Saku’s Anjell Eye.

The Yang’s tattooed left hand points towards the symbiote in control.

Berserkir Katsu: *giggle* "Uhh, duh, ’Communication Eye’.

God, you really are retarded, ain’tchya, Boy?"