My oc is so silly

Sinking ink cookie was the idol and virtue of prosperity. Representing the airy space in a recipe instead of a specific ingredient.

Her territory was a floating city, always a mile above the sea, helping boats trade and such.

She granted wishes. Much like volition.

But.. instead of being overwhelmed, her people respected her space too much. They didnt ask her for assistance when they began to die of sickness.. they didnt wish for a better deal when they were raided by salt knights.

They died without her knowing.. she only learned as her city plummeted into the sea.

She absorbed that deepsea water, corrupting becoming sinking ink cookie

Whoever goes out to sea knows, in the south you worry about black pearl. But in the north.. you worry about the beast of death. The keeper of the shipwrecked.