The Sea Fist sailed on the surface of the sea.
Before them lay a world of darkness, the sky shrouded in dense, heavy, pitch-black clouds, with not a single ray of sunlight penetrating through. Behind them, however, was a world of light, where the sun hung high, pouring out its bright brilliance. The curved dividing line between them split the world equally into day and night.
The stunning spectacle made the few people who had come onto the deck stand dumbfounded, as if they had arrived at the divide between sun and moon. This sight, like a divine miracle, shook their souls.
"Quite amazing, isn't it?"
Hearing Andre say this as he stepped out, they couldn't help but nod.
As the ship crossed the dividing line, it entered the Realm of Pitch Darkness completely. The light behind them began to recede slowly into the distance. However, this area was not yet completely dark, as some light could still penetrate.
Once inside, however, Alka clearly felt the ship's speed begin to slow.
