Flor had a plan.
He exhausted all his efforts to achieve this plan, and now, he was just one step away from realizing this grand scheme.
He no longer remembered how long he had been sinking in the deep sea. His heartbeat had long stopped due to suffocation. He lost his sight and hearing, left with only a vague sense of the world, as black shadows dragged him to the deepest part of the ocean, where the rift sealing the Old Gods lay, guarded by a fierce sea beast.
Flor heard the sound of his body twisting, his bones cracking.
This was a forbidden zone unreachable by humans. He vaguely sensed the sea beasts watching intently. Their sizes were far greater than the warships of the Imperial royal family. They had stood guard here for numerous epochs, deterring any outsiders who attempted to approach the deep ravine.
Anapolis, that was the name of the Old God sealed in the deep ravine, also the entity his master Sincaro wished to see.
