"What in the world are you trying to do?" the Little Elf demanded.
"I want to return to the very beginning and make a new choice," the Waterman replied.
"Let the sea drown everything. It will begin here, flowing into the abyss, drowning the forests, the deserts, and the oceans themselves. The sea will claim all, and then..."
"Start anew."
"This time, there will be no Slothful, nor will there be any Joyful Ones. I will be a proper god, using wishes to eliminate all suffering."
"When the tea gets murky, you just brew a new cup. Eventually, you'll brew the most fragrant cup of all!"
The Waterman extended its hand, catching a raindrop. It then flicked its hand forward, and in mid-air, the raindrop instantly transformed into a raging river, surging downward.
The Little Elf was now too stunned to speak.
It suddenly thought of something and looked up at the ever-heavier rain.
"Is this... seawater?"
'This isn't rain, this is the sea! It wants to drown the entire world!'
