Chapter 87: Departure to the New World

The morning sun cast a golden glow over the port as Alex stepped onto the deck of the ship, the wooden planks creaking underfoot. He took a deep breath, feeling the salty sea air fill his lungs. It was his first time on a ship, and a mix of excitement and anxiety swirled in his chest. He was dressed in his usual black and white samurai armor, the layers of fabric and metal feeling heavier than usual, as if the weight of the journey ahead was pressing down on him.

Around him, the crew bustled about, preparing the ship for departure. The sails flapped in the breeze, and the sound of ropes being tightened echoed across the deck. The ship was a sturdy vessel, built for long voyages across the open sea. The wood was dark and polished, with intricate carvings along the railings that depicted scenes of ancient battles and mythical creatures. It was clear that this ship had seen many journeys before, and Alex hoped it would carry them safely to the new world.