The Crimson Wreck

In the silent depths of the ocean, where the moonlight barely touched, Syrena glided through the water like a spectral guardian. Her long, glowing tail left a soft trail of light, a beacon of hope in the surrounding darkness. The sea spoke to her, its currents carrying whispers of disturbance. Something unnatural had awakened, threatening the delicate balance of the marine world.

Syrena followed the trail of disquiet to a sunken shipwreck, an ancient vessel swallowed by the sea centuries ago. The wreck was eerily still, yet an unnatural crimson glow pulsed from within its corroded hull. As she approached, she saw the source—a mysterious orb, its light throbbing like a heartbeat, casting sinister shadows across the wreckage.

A sudden movement caught her attention. Emerging from the shadows was a grotesque figure—a half-human, half-aquatic being with webbed limbs and glowing red eyes. It was Kaelthar, a creation of forbidden experiments, now cursed to guard the orb that fed his twis…