As the setting sun slowly descended, in some worlds, it signified the beginning of "a life of one's own," while in others, it heralded the end of the day.
At least in this remote village, when the sunset began to slip away, it was also time for farmers and fishermen to head home.
Among the people, a tall figure stood out, attracting attention, for he was a rare sight—a "human."
At that moment, he was walking slowly toward his home in the corner of the village, a shoulder carrying a giant sea shark larger than those of others.
"Clack!"
Accompanying the forceful impact was the door to the house being flung open.
As the homeowner returned, the heavy sound of footsteps made the simple cottage shake.
"Your strength..."
"Seems to have increased a bit."
Long Xike shook his head, setting down the fish he had caught while out hunting, ready for his wife to make fish soup.
The return of the man of the house also meant bustling activity for the couple.