The Sea Monster From Salville
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  • Reads 84
  • Votes 6
  • Parts 6
  • Time 50m
Ongoing, First published Aug 22, 2020
When Edward wakes up in the middle of a rainy night, not in his apartment, but buried underground, he embarks on to recover his lost memory. Shocked he is to not even remember his face or see it again, as his body is changed all together. He has become a sea monster that roamed the town of the dead, a place that was once his home. What little he remembers would put him on a quest to find his wife and daughter whom he hopes fled their home before the strange November terrorized this town with a catastrophic plague. And through his tittering memory and the search for clues, he uncovers secrets that died before his rebirth; and for his death, he would point the finger to one Dr. Moreira. Now, Edward hopes to find his family alive, and the sea monster hopes to strangle Moreira's neck. Will they find them alive? Edward and the monster have their chances.
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