A cool breeze blew, and the waves rolled.
When deep night fell, stars filled the sky, and the bright moon shone down from above. She drew back the curtain of night, gently spilling yellow light over the earth and into every corner. The moon lit up half the sky. Only in the distant reaches of the heavens could one or two stars be seen, shining brilliantly, those two mischievous stars blinking and twinkling.
The sea, which had surged all day, settled down and flowed quietly. A full moon was reflected on its surface, and the evening breeze sent shimmering ripples across the water.
The river grew bright, its broad surface like a mirror, like a ribbon studded with gems. The ground grew bright as well, a vast expanse of white stretching as far as the eye could see, as though a blanket had been laid over it.
The night deepened, and seawater rolled across the vast expanse of the sea.
Mist rose over the water, its thin veil shrouding the deathly silent sea.
Undead warships rested quietly on the water, rocking gently as waves swept past them.
Undead lay sprawled across the decks, bone swords tossed carelessly beside them. They remained motionless, like lifeless objects.
Suddenly, a purple light lit up the dark sea.
A hazy speck of purple appeared, followed by a purple vortex.
Then the purple vortex began to grow wildly. It had started at barely half a meter across, but within a few seconds, it expanded to five meters. Even then, it did not stop expanding, continuing to grow at a frantic pace.
Five meters, six meters, seven meters-fifteen meters!
Only when the purple vortex reached fifteen meters across did it finally stop expanding.
An illusory gateway began to emerge over the purple vortex.
As the gateway