Alphabet Soup a Riddle

Without further interruption a game, riddle. Abyssal void manifests a skeleton and a cloak, he has a sickle but is no reaper, plays cards instead. Dealt in a kraken with all sevens, four on the board but the dice are rolling, snap you from your reverie. If this is the grim reality of a toad, aimed at hue manatee then whose diamonds bled, all I see are droplets of rubies. Dave’s Jones is knocking his ship is sinking, he shows the X but there is no spot, so where is your treasure? Extra clue, sevens are wild.