The moment the Charleses spoke, the ominous feeling in their hearts imploded, contracting from a vague sense into fragmented shards of a tangible future, which swiftly invaded their minds.
Immediately after, the Charles deep within the ocean slowly lifted his head and gazed up at the lightless surface of the sea above. Upon that ink-dark surface, images of unknown origin began to unfold.
Vast fields of holes appeared in the rock strata above the Abyss-Sea, and violet light from 002 stretched down from above. Enormous whirlpools covered the entire sea, like massive drains siphoning water from the Abyss-Sea and sending it up to the Earth's surface. Amidst this chaos, a single titanic purple tentacle—hundreds of miles wide—broke through the rock from Earth's core, pierced into the Abyss-Sea, and then crashed violently upon its surface before driving straight through to the Earth's surface.
Earth's core, the Abyss-Sea, and the surface—three distinct worlds connected in an instant.
