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LYKOS I came to a halt on the ocean floor, my heart racing as panic threatened to consume me completely. I had no idea how long I had been down here, searching and searching, but there was no sign of civilization or familiarity. For many hours, I had managed to maintain hope by telling myself that I would see it any moment. But I could not convince myself anymore. With each passing minute, it became increasingly clear that I would not find Oceana. It became clear that even with this ability to breathe underwater, I could not see the barrier and did not understand what the point was. Nothing had changed except for my ability to breathe. Tears pooled in my eyes, my heart continuing to rise as despair clawed at me and my body moved of its own accord, paddling frantically toward the surface