A Giant Water God!

Mousse watched Xia Fan and the others make their way down the steps, headed toward the sacred pool. He then backed away, and headed toward the outskirts of the city, toward the large graveyard where every tombstone rose in the shape of little golden pyramids.

Their sharp tops were pointed to the sky, as if pointing in the direction they wanted their souls to go: up! All the way up until they reached the mainland above, and could see the fields of blooming flowers and the legendary ocean and its rolling waves.

They were the Shimmers. Trapped deep underground as a species, their wish was very simple. They did not harbor dreams of becoming dominators of this world, but merely wished to live somewhere with green grass and sunlight.

Mousse arrived at Jiri's tombstone. He could find the tombstone even with his eyes closed, because that was where his beloved wife was laid to rest.