Introduction: Welcome to the Under-Sea：There’s no salvation here—only nightmares that breathe.Prologue: Whispers in the AbyssCharles Reed’s fingers trembled over the yellowed journal pages as the oil lamp cast his shadow into clawed monstrosities on the bulkhead. Eight years in the Under-Sea, yet its primordial darkness still gnawed at his nerves like a living entity. "Humans were never meant to linger here." His pen nib shattered as he scrawled "HOME", ink exploding into a black mandala across the page. Old John’s rules echoed through his throbbing temples: Never trust moving lights. Never stare into the Void’s gullet.But now Charles had no choice. The shadowmass beneath the waves was breeding."Captain!" The first mate’s scream tore through the iron door, mingling with the shriek of rending metal. "It knows us! That abomination’s howling your name in fucking Druvic!"Charles’ thumb caressed the Colt’s hammer, Echo Coins glinting coldly in the cylinder—tokens forged from stolen memories that once promised passage home, now reduced to final bullets.When the first pallid hand slapped against the bridge glass, its webbed fingers leaving phosphorescent slime trails, he finally understood why every captain’s log ended with the same bleeding epitaph:Welcome to the Under-Sea：There’s no salvation here—only nightmares that breathe....