-Sea 21:48pm-
We start on a boat, in the middle of the ocean, you hear the waves crashing against the hull, with the rays of the rising sun coming through the window of your cabin.
You're not sure how many hours have passed since you did take a nap in one of those bunk beds.
Looking at the artificial sky (that you created using one of the rituals in your arsenal), even though it's very uncomfortable to sleep, your preference for the mattress of your bed at home, Even so, you don't reject a place to sleep.
-Sea 8:15am-
You woke up, hearing some strange noises, as if something heavy, or someone, was falling from the top of the boat, and everything, as contradictory as it may sound, is too quiet, no groans of pain, no cries of anger, no sound of the turbine spinning... But the boat's motor is off.
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Olivier R. Florence, a 17-year-old, 1.87m tall young man, wearing loose black pants, a striped hoodie, with white hair with the front right side in red, and the lower back ends in a diluted purple gradient, below his right eye, a birthmark simulating a tear-like shape.
His crystal blue eyes show a maturity beyond his age, also showing his unhappiness to be there, his left arm covered in bandages, in his hand a black glove.
As you woke up, got ready, and changed your bandages, you hear what seem to be muffled screams from upstairs, followed by footsteps coming down the stairs, making noise with each step of the person descending. You hear the steps stop in front of your door and...
*Knock * *Knock *
Someone knocks on the door of your cabin.
"Yes?" Looking at the person through a window on the door, you ask because it's totally impossible for you to know, after all, the window is completely fogged up, this boat really isn't in its best condition.
You can see the silhouette of this person, a tall man with a full beard and messy white hair, frowning in both.
But you recognize him, Adrian, the owner of the boat, opening the door, he scratches his head and speaks in a way.
"Um, young man, sorry for waking you up, it's... Good morning, I have a little problem out here."
Opening the door, I say "Sure, what's the problem?"
"We're having a problem up there, I... I tried to help her, but she started screaming, saying I would be cancelled if I touched her, I didn't understand anything, I don't know what to do, can you give me a hand?"
"*Sigh * okay, I already know who it is?" Leaving the room, you can see that he's apprehensive, he has many problems to solve in his mind.
"Okay, don't worry, I'll take care of this." I mean, my sister can be a... difficult person to deal with.
Opening the door, following Adrian upstairs, when we get upstairs, we both are met with a somewhat unusual situation.
I see a person lying on the ground completely tangled in a pile of ropes and struggling, and that person is...