The salt spray stung Thomas's eyes as he plunged into the churning waves. His father, the bravest diver he knew, was gone, lost somewhere beneath the unforgiving surface. A desperate sob escaped his lips, quickly swallowed by the ocean's roar. He had to find him. He had to.
Descending deeper, the pressure bore down on him, the light fading into an eerie green. Panic clawed at his throat, but the image of his father, ever stoic and strong, spurred him on. He kicked harder, his lungs burning, head pounding.
Then, through the swirling gloom, he saw her. A creature of impossible beauty, with scales the color of moonlight and hair like spun silver. Her eyes, the color of the deep sea, held a profound sadness.
"Why, little one?" she asked, her voice a haunting melody. "Why do you seek what is lost?"
Thomas gasped, water filling his lungs. He could not speak, only stare at the ethereal creature.
The Oracle tilted her head, a single tear of bioluminescent fluid tracing a path down her cheek. "Your grief is a powerful thing," she said, her voice strangely soothing. "It will consume you."
A wave of dizziness washed over him, his vision blurring. He felt a strange, tingling sensation, as if his body were being rewired. Then, the pain in his chest vanished, the pounding in his head gone, and the blur in his vision cleared.
He could breathe!
The mermaid Oracle smiled, a fleeting, melancholic gesture. "You will not die today, or any day, child," she said. "Seek your father. And when you find him, you will be reunited. Only then will you end this life and be in the next with him and those you have lost"
With that, the mermaid turned away and swam into a cave that held a pulsating light within it. Leaving Thomas alone in the abyss. He continued his descent, driven by a newfound sense of purpose. He would find his father. He had to.
Finally, he saw him. A figure slumped against a jagged rock, a diver's helmet glinting in the dim light. Thomas's heart pounded. He reached out, his hand trembling.
But as he drew closer, a chilling realization dawned on him. This was not his father. The face, pale and gaunt, was no longer filled with life or the love Thomas felt. The uniform, though familiar, bore the marks of war. This was now only a relic of the father that once was, a monument to a life lost. His father was gone.
"When you find him, you will be reunited."
He would never find him.
The world shattered around him once again. The promise of reunion, the anchor that had kept him tethered to any hope, had vanished. He was trapped, eternally adrift, a ghost in his own watery prison.
Rage, a searing, consuming fire, erupted within him. The war, the ocean, the cruel twist of fate – all of it fueled his fury. He would make them pay. Humanity, for its brutality. The ocean, for its indifference. The mermaid, for her false promise.
Decades of destruction followed. Earthquakes, hurricanes, shipwrecks, and tsunamis created out of his misguided vengeance ravaged the planet. Thomas's constant search for the Oracle's glowing cave came to an end, finally. With one fist clenching and the other one holding a chain leash attached to a terrifying metal diver suit standing behind him. Hauntingly life-like as it towered over Thomas.
The boy who sought his father, had become something else entirely. He became a weapon, a force of terror unleashed upon the world.
Thomas and the Diver stepped through the cave of wonder and found the Monniverse on the other side. Thomas began glaring at this new world like a predator scanning for his next victim. He knew his destiny was here. He would find the Oracle and make her pay for this curse of eternal loneliness he was forever bound to. Thomas was anxious with evil thoughts and began taking joy in knowing that he would become the Monniverse's deadliest villain and its destroyer.
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