[This Story will not be Based on the Anime and Main Story of Azurlane. This Story is in my World View with Characters you love interacts all the same.]
When the winds often representing change swepts through the world, everything follows. All futures are pre-determined be it someone's demise or ones rise. And yet someone stood still, not the winds nor the storms can move her. Dull eyes and a bland expression she is a woman covered in blood. With an envious gaze forward she is left behind, like petrified into stone she stood defiantly.
A Being with no will and purpose but only the duty to fullfil as a Pawn. This Person's fate is independent, because she is merely a key to a greater outcome. Though, that is an uncertainty and unprobability.
(I do not own the Photo's nor Azurlane and the Character's that will be mentioned in the Story they all belong to their Respective Companies. Except If I Claim them)