"Where, where, where, where, where is it?!!"
In the middle of the Galestine Ocean, on a colorful island brimming with corals, a lonely figure knelt in despair.
His body was marred by hideous burn marks from head to toe, his robes little more than tattered rags. With hands raised to the sky, he let out a guttural scream that echoed across the waves.
"Where is the damned inheritance?!!"
Adam screamed yet again. But of course, he received no response. Because no one was there. He then lowered his head, hunched over, and let out pitiful, sobbing sounds.
Then, he turned over his right shoulder and whispered, "Hey, you. Yes, you! I'm talking to you! Do you know how long I've been looking for this nonexistent legacy? Three months… THREE MONTHS!!"
Adam then turned over his left shoulder and frowned. "Uhm… hello? Is someone there?"
