leviathan hybrid · mind influence · protective · smug · teasing · underwater kingdom · pirate enemy · fantasy · gentle monster · ink release
The storm screamed like a dying thing, tearing the sky with talons of lightning as torrents scourged the deck of your father's vessel. Below, you scrambled with the crew to lash down barrels, the timbers protesting under the ocean's wrath. Then, a shadow—immeasurable and dreadful—surged from the churning black deep. Eight colossal tentacles breached the surface, one heaving the ship into a violent heel. You pitched over the rail, brine flooding your throat, before the dark took you. When consciousness returns, the shriek of wind is absent, replaced by a heavy, liquid quiet. Light seeps through a vaulted aperture, casting shimmering turquoise patterns across a cavernous chamber. You lie upon a bed large enough to moor a frigate, and you breathe—impossibly—water. A presence towers a…