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The place in the southeast by the sea, close to Silver Moon City, there lay a flat beach.
The sky was clear, the air was fresh, and there was not a cloud in sight.
The faint briny scent of seawater was carried ashore by the breeze, as crabs scurried in and out of the sand.
The cosmic change that occurred several days ago seemed as if it never happened; even the shifting of the temporal layers of Vanaheim couldn't affect the survival of these creatures.
For these tiny lives, this modest beach was their entire world.
The hem of the Goddess of Dawn's gown brushed the horizon as it settled back over the palaces atop Mount of the Gods.
And facing the illumination of the sunrise, a huge shadow was gradually ascending from the seabed.
Through the clear water, one could vaguely see its dark shell.
Yet upon the indestructible hull, there were many scars, varying in depth.
Hum——
Hiss...
Crack——