"Let's begin."
After saying those words, Pulapa found that everything in front of him had changed, and he had become a defenseless human, completely devoid of any means to fight back.
Despite the change in circumstances, Pulapa felt no confusion, for the threat he now faced was far more urgent than the bewilderment over his own identity!
At this moment, he was on an isolated boat, surrounded by the raging sea during a storm. With each gust of the tempest, huge waves would rise, and he had to navigate the frail craft in search of a lifeline amidst the furious waves.
The sky was shrouded with dark clouds, and lightning serpents shuttled through the thunder.
The fierce wind howled, and the waves that struck him caused intense pain. Pulapa had completely forgotten that he was a descendant of a minor water-system demon; all he sought now was survival in the stormy sea…
