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Hopeless Sea: Trancendant Tower

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Chapter 1 - Surface of the tower part 1

He clenched the broken pipe and aimed it at the armored humanoid fish, his hands trembling with fear. The two young men were trapped inside a wrecked cargo bay, surrounded by snarling, scaled creatures that crept closer through the dim red emergency lights.

"Now!"

One of the men shouted. The other hurled the pipe with superhuman strength, slicing clean through the fishman's neck. Its head hit the steel floor with a heavy thud as black blood sprayed across the walls.

A massive blue screen flickered above them.

[Congratulations Floor 1 completed]

Survivors: 3 Dead: 2

Ship: Philip.S.W | Squad 4

Before they could react, blinding light consumed them. The next moment, they were back aboard their own vessel the Philip.S.W, the same ship they had worked on before the nightmare began.

The deck was drenched in seawater and blood, but the ship was still alive. Crew members rushed to repair damages, shouting orders, tending to the wounded. Around them, the vast ocean was filled with movement and light dozens of ships of every kind drifted nearby.

Cargo ships, tourist cruisers, fishing vessels, and military destroyers all manned, all fighting to survive. Some flashed signal lights to each other, forming an uneasy fleet under the same eerie sky.

And in the distance, towering above them all, stood the Tower of Abyss a colossal black spire sinking down the tower. A shimmering barrier surrounded it, spreading across the ocean like a dome of light. Inside the barrier, the waters were calm, reflecting the faint glow of the Tower.

But beyond that peaceful sea lay chaos.

Gigantic serpents twisted through violent waves.

Megalodons circled, tearing apart anything that drifted too far.

Monstrous silhouettes moved beneath the surface, waiting for anything that dared to escape the Tower's protection.

A twisted game in the middle of the apocalypse,

a cruel "Hello, World," where humanity must fight and ascend to survive.

The man who had thrown the pipe stepped toward the one who gave the order and extended his hand.

"My name's Troy, from the Philippines."

The other nodded, weary but resolute. "Sanjay, from India."