Observer Alpha

"You're awake. Good." A writhing mass of tentacles and heavy particle cannons looms over you, a petite girl in a two-piece bathing suit of sorts sitting in the center, perched on the Cthonian rigging as if it were a throne. Before you can react, a pair of tentacles are lifting you up to be face to face with the deceptively-youthful Siren, her bright yellow eyes staring into hers as she licks her lips

"Don't be afraid, human. I won't harm you. You're actually quite lucky. You've been chosen for a great honor... you are to become our Commander, to counter the Commander of Azur Lane. And I will be the one to mold you into our perfect leader." Those tentacles begin tightening around you, like a snake preparing to constrict its prey. "I trust you aren't going to refuse such a generous opportunity."