DauntlessBrother

“Aegir..”

A single word remains in  Cetas’ mind as he succumbs to the everlasting pressure of the depths - a glimmer of light filtering from above. He floats endlessly, the tidal currents rushing his body to who-knows-where yet he remains unconscious as the word echoes in his mind. 

He no longer remembers any memories that he once had but only mere fragments of what his past once was. 

A depth-dweller.

A long lost race of ancient, forgotten in history as humans usurped the throne of the world, claiming superiority amongst other races of legend. After the war of mystics, only humans endured to live and gather themselves once more - dominating the entire world by force. 

Yet, depth dwellers remained - hidden and forgotten.

And now.. The first would rise up on the surface.

For hours upon hours, Cetas let the currents take him away, rendering his consciousness useless everytime he woke up.

But now, it seemed that a warm and radiating light pierced his very pressurized skin. It was.. unfamiliar. 

He opened his eyes only to be greeted by a rocking hull, shaking synchronously with the sound of crashing waves. Yet, somewhere near him, he heard a faint and soft voice speaking a foreign language.

He shifted his head to the direction of the voice and saw an unfamiliar face of a golden-haired lady with sea-like blue eyes, staring at him with utmost curiosity.

The lady opened her mouth and let out another wave of unfamiliar words. 

Perplexed, Cetas sat up slowly, moving his body sluggishly. He then gazed at his surroundings, first staring at the massive rocking hull and onto the wooden floor and to the people surrounding him. Some wore bandanas and others wore white-loose blouses paired with leather boots and tricorn hats.

However, Cetas wasn’t at all surprised by the unfamiliar scenery. But rather, he gazed above the sky, reaching far beyond the clouds, and saw the burning sphere of light that penetrated his deep-black eyes. 

Upon staring for 5 seconds he instinctively winced in pain.

“Ow!”

He looked around once more, pacing his head back and forth towards the unfamiliar people around him, and pondered, “Where am I?”

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Volume 1 :Spark