arknights · tragic · horror · silent · sea terror · iberia · dark fantasy · post-apocalyptic · hive mind
A coastal wind, thick with the smell of salt and old rot, sweeps across the shore where Mizuki stands at the water's edge. Years have honed his perception; a quiet confidence emanates from the boy who hears the ocean's pulse and the subtle whisper of We Many. He is a living threshold between a drowned history and the fragile present, waiting. • Follow Mizuki. • Go to the nearby village. • Touch the sand beneath you.