It flew into the high sky, but did not fall heavily, surrounded by swirling clouds, gently carrying it back into the ocean.
The life span, which had reached its end, now began to extend.
The vitality, which was like a flickering candle in the wind, also started to burn vigorously.
It understood some truths and was no longer the same.
It wanted to know the origin of these changes, how the sudden emergence of the world's source came to be.
The decaying massive body, accompanied by the burning vitality, was slowly regenerating.
Blood was flowing along with the dissipating flesh.
In the dark depths of the deep-sea, a Giant Beast smelled the blood, the scent of the flesh.
It also sensed the presence of its ancient and mortal opponent.
Enormous tentacles reached out from the seabed.
The slender tentacles, as they ascended, grew larger, eventually becoming thousands of meters long, breaking the sea surface, winding towards the Cloud Whale's decaying rear body.
