Twilight Races

"Thank you, Uncle Light. So, shall we begin?" The boy stared at Suye nervously.

"Sure."

The boy then described the Ghost Ship as he saw it.

The Ghost Ship had originally been an extremely ancient divine artifact. Later, during a divine war, it had fallen into a plane along with the corpse of an Old Sea God. The plane and the artifact had fused into one, forming a Divine Power Plane shaped like a Ghost Ship.

In the boy's heart, the Ghost Ship was a place full of contradictions.

On one hand, many ferocious undead creatures lived there, often fighting and killing one another.

On the other hand, many good people ended up there after being harmed.

However, whenever they encountered an external enemy, all the Ghost Ship's residents would unite.

Most undead lived within the Ghost Ship's plane. Only during battle would they pass through Teleportation Gates to reach the outside of the Ghost Ship.

Only a few people lived permanently on the hull outside the Ghost Ship's plane.

It was not a privilege. The Ghost Ship frequently sailed through dangerous regions, and anyone whose body was not strong enough would be killed by invisible void radiation.

The Ghost Ship's Captain was a centaur. The boy did not know his name and only knew that everyone called him "Captain." He had arrived on the Ghost Ship only a few years ago, but was already the strongest person aboard.

Before long, the boy had finished describing everything he knew about the Ghost Ship.

"All right. You can choose one toy you like," Suye said.

The boy's eyes widened. He instinctively reached for the ball, but withdrew his hand halfway through the motion.

He looked back and forth between the three toys before finally letting out a soft sigh and pointing