survival game style, gloomy atmosphere, low visibility, limited inventory, post apocalyptic a tormented being erupts from the churning vortex of a maelstrom sea, their tortured form a tangle of writhing seaweed and shells that seem to writhe like living serpents. iridescent wings beat wildly behind them, casting a kaleidoscope of colors across the turbulent waters as they gaze out at the abyssal depths with eyes that burn like stars in a madman's mind. the air around them shimmers and distorts, as if reality itself is being torn asunder by their very presence. in the background, a cityscape rises from the waves like a monstrous, nightmarish entity, its buildings twisted and gnarled, as if grown from the very madness that drives the being forward.