VOYAGER: THE BEGINNING

Episode 1 — The Call of the Lost Sea

The evening sky burned deep orange as violent waves slammed against the harbor walls. Fishing boats rocked endlessly in the restless water while cold sea wind swept through the quiet coastal town of Aster Cove. To most people, the ocean was simply a place to earn a living.

But to Ryan, it was something far greater.

It was calling him.

Ryan stood silently at the edge of the wooden dock, staring toward the endless horizon where the sea disappeared into darkness. His black coat fluttered in the wind while distant thunder echoed far beyond the waves.

Beside him stood his uncle, Marcus, a tall man whose face carried years of hardship and regret.

“Ryan…” Marcus finally spoke. “Tell me honestly. Are you truly serious about this journey?”

Ryan did not answer immediately.

The crashing waves filled the silence between them.

Marcus sighed heavily and continued.

“You speak about crossing forbidden waters as if it’s some ordinary voyage. Do you even understand what lies beyond those seas?”

Ryan slowly turned toward him.

“I understand enough.”

Marcus clenched his jaw.

“No,” he replied sharply. “You don’t.”

For a moment, neither of them spoke.

Then Marcus looked toward the ocean with tired eyes.

“Your grandfather was called Voyager for a reason,” he said quietly. “He explored oceans no sailor dared to cross. He searched for islands and civilizations believed to be myths.”

The wind grew stronger.

“He became famous around the world,” Marcus continued. “But fame means nothing to the dead.”

Ryan remained silent.

Marcus lowered his voice.

“Thirty years ago, he sailed into the Bermuda Triangle with his crew…”

His eyes darkened.

“…and never returned.”

The harbor suddenly felt colder.

“Not a single sailor came back,” Marcus said. “No shipwreck. No bodies. Nothing.”

Ryan’s expression hardened.

“You think I don’t know that?” he asked calmly.

Marcus looked at him carefully.

“Then why continue chasing his madness?”

Ryan stepped closer to the edge of the dock.

“Because it wasn’t madness.”

Lightning flashed across the distant sky.

“My grandfather dedicated his entire life to finding something hidden from the world,” Ryan said. “Everyone called him insane because they were afraid of the unknown.”

He turned toward Marcus.

“But I’m not afraid.”

Marcus studied Ryan carefully.

Ever since childhood, Ryan had been different from everyone else in town. While others learned fishing and trade, Ryan trained endlessly.

Sword combat.

Navigation.

Survival skills.

Hunting.

Even military tactics.

People in Aster Cove had started calling him Hunter-D18 after he defeated a giant wild beast alone in the northern forest at age sixteen.

Marcus knew there was no changing his mind.

Ryan’s determination resembled his grandfather too much.

“I’ll need a ship,” Ryan continued. “Not a small fishing vessel. A strong exploration ship capable of surviving storms.”

Marcus crossed his arms.

“And?”

“A doctor. Trained officers. Weapons. Supplies for several months. Around ten crew members should be enough.”

Marcus stared at him in disbelief.

“You’ve planned all this already?”

“Yes.”

“And you don’t even have a map.”

Ryan reached into his coat pocket and removed a folded piece of paper.

“I have this.”

Marcus unfolded it carefully.

It was an old hand-drawn map covered in strange markings and faded symbols. Several sections looked burned or torn away.

At the center was one sentence written in dark ink:

“The gateway opens when five stars fall.”

Marcus felt chills run down his spine.

“This map…” he whispered.

“It belonged to Grandfather,” Ryan said. “I found it hidden inside his old study.”

Marcus looked disturbed.

“That man should’ve burned every trace of this insanity before he disappeared.”

Ryan’s eyes narrowed.

“You knew something, didn’t you?”

Marcus immediately looked away.

Ryan stepped closer.

“Uncle… what aren’t you telling me?”

Marcus hesitated before speaking.

“The night your grandfather left…” he said quietly, “…the sky changed.”

Ryan frowned.

“There was a storm unlike anything I’d ever seen. The sea turned black. Strange lights appeared above the water.”

Marcus swallowed hard.

“And then five stars crossed the sky.”

Ryan’s heartbeat quickened.

“The exact same event mentioned in the journal.”

Marcus nodded slowly.

“Your grandfather believed those stars revealed a hidden path somewhere inside the Bermuda Triangle.”

Ryan stared at the map intensely.

“The gateway…”

Marcus suddenly grabbed Ryan’s shoulder firmly.

“Listen to me carefully,” he warned. “Whatever your grandfather discovered out there… it terrified him.”

Ryan looked confused.

“What do you mean?”

Marcus hesitated again.

“Three days before he left, I heard him speaking to someone late at night.”

“To who?”

“I don’t know.”

Marcus lowered his voice.

“But I heard him say this clearly…”

The wind howled violently around them.

“‘If the gate opens again… humanity may not survive what lies beyond it.’”

Silence.

Only the sound of crashing waves remained.

Ryan slowly looked toward the dark ocean once more.

Instead of fear, excitement filled his eyes.

“Then I need to know the truth even more.”

Marcus stared at him in disbelief before finally letting out a defeated sigh.

“…You truly are his grandson.”

Ryan smirked slightly.

Marcus shook his head.

“Fine. I’ll arrange the ship and supplies.”

Ryan’s eyes widened slightly.

“You will?”

“I know I can’t stop you,” Marcus replied. “But if you’re going to sail toward death, at least do it properly.”

Ryan smiled for the first time that evening.

“Thank you, Uncle.”

Later that night, heavy rain began falling over Aster Cove.

Inside a small harbor house illuminated by lantern light, Ryan sat at a wooden table covered in maps and ancient notes.

Suddenly, the door burst open.

“Ryan!”

A young man rushed inside, soaked from the rain.

Lorenzo.

Ryan’s closest friend since childhood.

Lorenzo looked around the room in confusion.

“What’s happening here?” he asked. “The entire harbor says you’re preparing for some crazy expedition.”

Ryan remained calm.

“Close the door first.”

Lorenzo did so before sitting across from him.

Ryan reached beneath the table and carefully placed an ancient leather-bound journal onto the wood.

Dust covered its faded cover.

Lorenzo’s eyes widened instantly.

“That looks ancient…”

“It belonged to my grandfather,” Ryan said.

Lorenzo froze.

“The Voyager?”

Ryan nodded.

He slowly opened the final pages.

The journal contained strange symbols, sketches of oceans, star patterns, and drawings of enormous structures hidden beneath waves.

“What exactly am I looking at?” Lorenzo asked nervously.

Ryan pointed toward one drawing.

“The Bermuda Triangle.”

Lorenzo blinked.

“You can’t be serious.”

“Look closer.”

Inside the drawing was a circular symbol surrounded by five stars.

Ryan explained carefully.

“According to this journal, somewhere deep within the South Atlantic exists a hidden gateway connected to the Bermuda Triangle.”

“A gateway to where?”

Ryan turned another page.

His voice lowered.

“To a lost civilization.”

Lightning flashed outside.

“The City of Gods.”

Lorenzo stared at him silently.

Ryan continued.

“Long ago, humans and gods supposedly lived together there. But war, greed, and betrayal corrupted humanity.”

He pointed toward faded writing.

“The gods sealed the city away from the world forever.”

Lorenzo shook his head slowly.

“This sounds impossible.”

“Maybe,” Ryan admitted. “But ships and aircraft still disappear in the Bermuda Triangle even today.”

The room grew quiet.

Ryan leaned forward.

“My grandfather believed those disappearances weren’t accidents.”

Lorenzo frowned.

“Then what are they?”

Ryan’s eyes darkened.

“People crossing the gateway.”

Thunder exploded outside the harbor.

For several seconds, Lorenzo said nothing.

Then he suddenly laughed nervously.

“You know… most people would call you insane right now.”

Ryan smirked slightly.

“Will you?”

Lorenzo looked at the journal again.

Then toward the storm outside.

Finally, he grinned.

“No.”

Ryan raised an eyebrow.

“I’ve known you too long,” Lorenzo replied. “If there’s even a small chance this is real…”

He extended his hand.

“…then I’m coming with you.”

Ryan shook his hand firmly.

At that exact moment, lightning illuminated the ocean outside the window.

And far beyond the storm…

something enormous moved beneath the waves.

END OF EPISODE 1

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