The Sovereign’s Tide

The silver tide lagoon churned beneath a sky veiled in spray, its shimmering waters surging with currents that roared with primal force, each wave a pulse of submersion that dragged at the soul. Mist rose, its damp touch clinging to the skin, a tidal vow to swallow the heart in endless depths. The shore was slick, a mosaic of coral and shell that shifted underfoot, each step a defiance against the lagoon's will to engulf. Beyond a rift where the lagoon's core swirled with luminescent foam, a chasm roared—a liquid maelstrom that radiated a force so vast it could drown the stars themselves. The Tide Sovereign, the ninety-fourth force, had awakened, its boundless current of infinite power a surging vow to submerge Lin Feng's spirit in its waves.