Divine Sea World...
Forbidden Abyss Cave...
From the shattered fissures of the Forbidden Abyss Cave, a low rumble echoed upward — a groan of ancient tides and sleeping deities. The sea quaked as bubbles the size of boulders rose to the surface, hissing with a pressure that had not been disturbed for a thousand years.
Suddenly, the churning waters parted.
A silhouette emerged from the abyssal crack, haloed in divine radiance, the seabed splitting in reverence as if bowing to a higher power.
He stood tall, bare-chested, his robes shiny and wet, his body glowing with mysterious blue lines — like ancient ocean runes etched by time itself. In his hand, he carried the Sea God's Legacy — a massive trident forged from the bones of sea titans and the core of an eternal whirlpool.
Its surface shimmered with celestial inscriptions, and the three prongs flickered with the condensed essence of sovereign water, abyss lightning, and demon tides.
Kent King had returned.
