Skadi, beloved by disaster; Specter, a ghost torn between madness and reality; and their unchanging, suffocating daily life, as oppressive as the ocean depths, are finally disrupted by an unexpected visitor.
"You... have blood like ours. No, blood even more 'abnormal' than ours."
So said the visitor from the deep sea to Orson.
Catastrophes, the Seaborn, the deep sea, Oripathy, and... flush toilets.
When he comes to his senses and realizes he's somehow been swept into yet another incident, Orson can only grit his teeth and follow the taciturn orca to an unknown land.
The only problem is:
"Could you stop rubbing against me all the time... Miss Skadi...?"
"I'm not going to cosplay as a nun, Specter!"
"Whoa, Captain Erwin is so tall..."
The Abyssal Hunters really are all so strange, aren't they?!
RT
Is the author the same one who wrote that fanfiction about the demonic trial? The style seems quite similar.
It's been 5 years, and I'm back to take another look.