Oblivion Water Breathing Novels & Stories

A whole in the ground but the water was so dirty that you could only see the hand in front of you. Swimming further in, my lungs were starting to feel the pressure of limited oxygen. No light was illuminating the water. No current was pulling me in a direction. It was just me in a pool of standing water. As I kicked to the top of the pool, my hand made contact with some roots but there was no air. Waylon POV

It was only a moment and Matthew quickly created the rebreather using the Dragoknight and put it on before the water could come together again. “Haa.” Matthew took a deep breath after holding it for a while. Although the rebreather was still damaged, at least now he can finally focus on the fight. “Let’s see. Hm?” Matthew expanded his [Astral Sense] to detect how many enemies were engaging him. To his astonishment, only one person was near him. Since he was also attacked from above the surface, that makes two opponents. (The fact that he attacked me many times from different directions means that this guy is pretty fast. Fighting underwater puts me at a disadvantage since I can’t move very w

It's the early nighttime of the new day, and although it's dark, the light is enough for the others to see inside their makeshift shelter. Eagerly, each of them rolls out their bedrolls, looking forward to replenishing their air supply. Finrir picks one of the full capsules, attaches it to the mini air bladder, and turns the valve until it's full. He takes a quick breath and passes it to Bryan first. One by one, they all take turns getting a fresh breath of air, grateful for the precious resource that sustains them in the depths of the abyss.

They walked to the edge of the boiling river and dove seamlessly into the glowing violet current. I rushed to the bank, falling to my knees in the mud. The water was incredibly clear, illuminated by the heavy saturation of the Elder resonance. Through the rushing surface, I watched my children descend into the deep aquifer. They did not need to hold their breath. The highly oxygenated, resonant water simply passed through their gills as their hybrid biology instantly adapted to the aquatic environment. A hundred feet down, the smooth quartz of the riverbed was shattered. A jagged, black fissure had been torn into the earth, and boiling out of that crack was a nightmare of chitin and snapping

“I can’t breathe!” Alessia’s scream echoed through the Aqua Chamber as water surged over her head, swallowing the sound instantly. Cold pressure squeezed her chest, her lungs fighting for air. The world blurred into deep blue and streaks of light. Her arms flailed, instinctively fighting the weight dragging her downward. She reached for the surface—just a flicker of brightness above—but the water pulled her back as if alive. Her pulse thundered, her heart hammered painfully, and her throat burned.

She saw Mavric in front of her, his eyes closed, the last bubbles of air escaping his lips. No! You cannot die here! Liora cupped his face, pressing her lips against his in a kiss of life. She transferred the last remaining oxygen from her lungs into Mavric's. That artificial breath underwater was no longer about romance; it was pure survival. Mavric gasped, his eyes snapping open underwater. He saw Liora his guardian angel sacrificing her last breath for him. New strength seemed to explode within his veins. He kicked powerfully, dragging Liora upward toward the surface before darkness could completely take over.

Under the Surface The plunge into the water stole Nyra’s breath. Darkness swallowed her as she sank. Panic flared in her chest; an instinct to claw back to air. She forced herself to calm, invoking the mark’s power. A faint glow emanated from her chest, illuminating the water around her. Bubbles escaped her lips as she dove deeper, fingers grazing the altar’s rim. Twisted shapes drifted at the edge of her vision, ghostly hands reaching out, echoing the suffering of past queens. Nyra’s lungs burned, her vision blurring.

It splashed up and enveloped her as it slowed her momentum. Alex pulled the rebreather up to her nose and mouth. It automatically lit up with blue and orange lights, splitting the water into hydrogen and oxygen. The hydrogen floated up to the surface in little bubbles. She was a little surprised that it worked so close to the surface. Usually the electrical interference from the solar radiation knocked out any delicate technology. Alex flicked her gloves off and into her shirt pocket, then slipped out of her harness. Jack seemed to have trouble, so she reached over and pulled two strings which released him. Jack nodded his thanks and let the fireball that was floating in his palm ready to fr

]** **[Time Dilation: 1:1 (Real World Time). **[Feature Unlocked: Fresh Spring (Infinite Pure Water).]** I walked toward the green patch. A small, crystal-clear spring bubbled up from the center. I knelt down and touched the water. It was cool and vibrated with a strange, life-giving energy. In the apocalypse, clean water was more valuable than diamonds. Here, I had an ocean of it. *This is how I win,* I realized. *While the rest of Oakhaven is fighting for a drop of grey rain, I will have an empire.*

The injured man cried out when the water touched his skin. “Easy,” Elise said firmly. “Don’t fight it.” The moon-filtered water sank into the wound, washing through blackened veins, flushing corruption out in smoky tendrils. The air hissed softly. The smell faded. The hunters stared. The man’s convulsions slowed. His breathing evened out. Color returned to his face. One of the hunters whispered, barely audible, “That’s… that’s Moonbreather work.” Elise’s hands faltered.