"Brother..."
Who?
Who's calling me?
"Brother..."
Who on earth is it?
Brother?
Do I have a sister?
"Brother..."
Finally, I opened my eyes.
Ethan felt surrounded by dense moisture, as if he were completely submerged in water.
But, surprisingly, he didn't feel any difficulty breathing.
"Brother..."
That nameless voice called again.
This time, Ethan heard it more clearly.
It wasn't an illusion; someone was truly calling out to him.
The voice was gentle, a woman's voice, delicate and soft, like water, invoking an involuntary sense of care and fondness.
Ethan couldn't help but walk toward the direction of the voice.
This appeared to be a world entirely made of water, nothing visible besides the deep blue of the water.
As Ethan delved deeper, the voice seemed less urgent.
The tone was full of joy and relief.
Not knowing how long he had walked, Ethan felt as if he had entered a cavern.
