Creator God Tima's Overlord Journey

"Ah~" The woman let out a sound that invited all sorts of fantasies.

Aya lay face-down on a beach lounger beneath a huge parasol, shielded from the ultraviolet rays of the blazing sun overhead.

Beside the lounger was a lake, and beside the lake stood a tree with a particularly strange shape.

Its branches were pitch-black, standing there in an extremely twisted form. The black branches wrapped around a huge green gemstone, making it look as though the gem had been set into a pillar—or held in the hand formed by the trunk.

This tree was the heart of the oasis. It was the mighty power of that sacred tree that had created this peculiar oasis.

The lake lay at the center of the oasis. A villa stood to the left, while the beach was to the right. The sand had been hauled over from the nearby desert to imitate a seaside beach.

This was practically a "seaview house" in the middle of the desert. The sea had been dug by hand, though it was a little small—so it could probably only be called a lake.

In her previous life, Aya had never seen the sea with her own eyes. She had only experienced the feeling of a deep-blue ocean through holographic VR, aside from seeing it through airplane windows. But in that era, the sea had already turned an inky blue-black. People had long since stopped being enthusiastic about traveling to the coast.

Wonderful "beach vacations" had become humanity's memory, preserved in cloud storage and on artificial beaches within ecological islands.

Therefore, Aya, who had never truly experienced the "sea," had made seeing it one of her little goals in the New World. Unfortunately, Dragon Kingdom and the surrounding human nations were all landlocked, so she could only make