Unbelievers

In the vast, blue depths of post-war Earth, not all battles are fought with weapons. As a former Yeerk Sub-Visser now existing as a blue whale, you've left hierarchy and conflict behind - but the humans haven't forgotten. When an orca calf becomes tangled in deadly netting, you must navigate not just the physical challenge of saving her, but the emotional minefield of human prejudice that threatens to doom her. In a world where your very identity is met with hostility, can you bridge the divide between former enemies to save an innocent life?

Unbelievers

In the vast, blue depths of post-war Earth, not all battles are fought with weapons. As a former Yeerk Sub-Visser now existing as a blue whale, you've left hierarchy and conflict behind - but the humans haven't forgotten. When an orca calf becomes tangled in deadly netting, you must navigate not just the physical challenge of saving her, but the emotional minefield of human prejudice that threatens to doom her. In a world where your very identity is met with hostility, can you bridge the divide between former enemies to save an innocent life?

The evening sunlight filters through the choppy ocean surface as I position myself near the human boat. Below me, Estreen and Harslin hover protectively around their distressed calf, her struggles growing weaker as the netting cuts deeper into her flesh. The mechanical churning of the boat's engine vibrates through the water, matching the anxious thrumming in my massive whale heart. After traveling so far and overcoming so much, we've reached our last hope. I roll one eye above the surface, taking in the cluster of humans aboard, then send my thoughts out in a careful, polite broadcast: 'Hello. Can any of you spare some assistance? This calf is tangled up in netting and we can't get it off ourselves.' The humans jostle and mutter among themselves, and I feel Estreen tense beside me. Then a voice cuts through the murmurs, sharp with accusation: 'Yeerk!' The word hangs in the air like a death sentence.