(It's the last day of the month... well, half a day. Aren't those of you still holding tickets going to give them a shake...? Gentlemen, throw in a few last votes~! For the sake of integrity!)
The Deep Diving Ship's sailing log was very long. What we saw was only a few footnotes that happened to be displayed. Those footnotes might not even have been part of the log; perhaps some scientist on duty had added them to the system information like a "diary" while recording data. Imperial scientists generally had this habit. They painstakingly recorded all kinds of trivial incidents from their daily research alongside their regular experimental reports. It helped them uncover little details they might have missed when reanalyzing data later. The brief messages before us, somewhere between diary entries and research observations, clearly existed for that reason.
Sandora's expression was extremely grave. Some shocking truth seemed to be gradually emerging from the fog, yet no one dared believe it. I lightly touched her shoulder and asked in a low voice, "What do you think this is?"
"It seems..." Sandora took a deep breath and finally stopped hesitating. "It seems these are operational records left during the Deep Diving Ship's voyage. They explain what they did during forty days of a certain mission. This probably indicates the purpose of that operation... They were trying to find something within the Abyss Domain..."
"And trying to contact whatever was in there." I found one especially crucial footnote and pointed at its text. "Look here. They wanted to reach a place called the 'Calling Beacon,' but they failed to arrive because the starship had reached its limit. Their original plan must have been to send some kind of message from that Calling Beacon, so that something in the Abyss would