Abyssum Rex

The ocean hides many secrets, but none more terrifying than the Abyssum Rex. In the blackest depths where no light survives, it waits. Sailors whisper of glowing blue veins under scales as dark as stone, of eyes that cut through water with cruel intelligence. They speak of waves rising like mountains, of ships vanishing without a trace, of storms that feel alive. The Abyssum Rex is no ordinary beast. Shaped like a mosasaur yet far more terrible, it does not kill for hunger but for hatred. When it rises, the sea itself seems to fight beside it, crushing steel and drowning hope. Some say it was born from Neptune’s wrath and Satan’s cruelty. Others believe it is older than gods, a monster from an age when humanity had no power at all. Whatever the truth, one thing is certain: the ocean is not ours, never was, and never will be. And when its glowing veins break the surface, it is already too late. Check out Nocturnix Rex or my other creations