The Tainted Essence of Vodianoi (Custom Island)
Totenkopf, the lost island of the water spirits, the island of unbearable and diversified elemental differences in climate change, with its own atmospheric conditions comes with disastrous and detrimental events for those who dare sail their journeys across the seas for Totenkopf. The island was not easily found in the slightest, legends say the only way to achieve the destination of Totenkopf would mean pure luck in and of itself. The mystic conditions of such an extraordinary and absent island is relatively undeniably eccentric, none has undergone the peculiar circumstances of the lost island of the water spirits and lived to tell the tale. Those who claim their tales of surviving the mystic effects of Vodianoi report that the island had its own state of mind and only revealed itself at will, shuttering itself into the mists of the sea and rising from the surface when it calls for a new victim.
Totenkopf is no place for the living, but for the lost and the deceased whom haunt the grounds of this island, spiraling out of control, essentially the thoughts of the once active being are trapped within the boundaries of Totenkopf, in order to keep sanity as a necessity on earth. The tainted island of Totenkopf bears a remarkable curse and those exposed are very vulnerable, one who leaves with the marked curse of Vodianoi carries a heavy burden for those who come into contact with the individual, for they open a passage for the lost, a seepage for the captured thoughts that are intentionally trapped on Totenkopf.
Rumours speculate that the corrupted roots of Vodianoi has shown its true tainted essence and there’s evidence, the seepage of dark liquid essence across the seas are connected to the lost island of Totenkopf, with it comes the curse of Vodianoi and so it taints the sea below, one should never be exposed in surface of dark essence for it bears horrendous results. Legends say the tainted sea forces you down similar to quicksand, an unimaginable great amount of force, slowly but gradually suffocating the air out of your lungs, identical to the very depths of the oceans. The immersed are rarely engulfed to be eaten away to the bones by the very fishes, instead they are commonly washed ashore as a sign of mercy.
The toxic dark essence that spreads across the sea is not visually distinct, though the effect is very apparent and unmistakable. At first you will see nothing but the shades of darkness and your pupils begin to fade into the abyss as your lungs collapse and ears fall deaf, unpleasant and disturbing to those who befall the sudden and strange atmosphere. The stretch of dark essence is between fifty to sixty meters, a small boundary but a difficult route out.