Chapter 2: Nyxsha
The Abyss was quiet.
Too quiet.
And Nyxsha, the Abyssal Apex Monster, a Nekomorph, didn’t trust quiet.
It was the kind of silence that hid teeth—sharp ones, waiting to snap.
She sprawled beneath the jagged overhang of a collapsed cathedral, her massive feline-lupine form dwarfing the shattered stone.
Muscular limbs folded beneath her, heavy paws splayed like blackened roots.
Her dense, jagged fur shimmered with oily darkness, each strand catching the dim Abyss-light like serrated shadows.
Yellow slit-pupiled eyes glowed from beneath a heavy brow, scanning the stillness with the patient menace of a born predator.
The Bone Ceiling loomed above, its blood-stained stalactites dripping into a black pool with maddening rhythm.
Drip.
Drip.
...Drip.