The world has drowned. Only rust-scabbed cities defy a sea that yields no water – only death.
And in the depths lurk the Leviathans: Not animals. Not monsters. The collective vengeance of the drowned.
Elara, a scout with an eye for danger and the taste of rust on her tongue, fights for every drop of fresh water aboard Neptune's Lament. When ships vanish without a trace and rumors spread of shadows larger than mountains, she receives a deadly offer: Find the legendary shadow ship Nyx and its mysterious "Siren Call" generator. The reward? Endless water. The crew? A vengeance-blinded fighter, an obsessed scientist, and a greedy rogue. The mission? Suicide.
But the Nyx is no ordinary wreck. Wedged on the edge of an unnatural whirlpool – "Leviathan's Eye" – it is an iron tomb haunted by a ghost: Captain Rostov. His madness is fused with the generator, a weapon that is not a shield, but a curse. He doesn't hunger for gold. He hungers for voices. For living pain, to tame the Leviathans... or awaken them for good.
Their journey becomes a hunt – yet they are the hunted.
Water becomes the currency of betrayal.
Nightmares become deadly hallucinations.
The whisper of the deep becomes the call of the damned.
Elara must fight her way through a labyrinth of rusted madness, while the floating city behind her perishes of thirst and the Leviathans extend their feelers. Can she destroy the generator and break Rostov's grip? Or will his final, false Siren Call blur the line between the living an
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