New World, a sea area shrouded in purple mist.
Dark clouds loom overhead, and purplish-black mist floats on the sea, making the surrounding hundreds of kilometers appear eerie. It is unknown how many ships have been devoured here.
This place is called 'Kexuludong', the land of poisonous fog and lost souls; cold and eerie are the strongest impressions it leaves.
Creaaak～
The sound of wood friction emanates from the purple mist, as a ghost ship with tattered sails and moss-covered surfaces glides silently through the mist.
"What do we do now?"
A female voice comes from the ghost ship. The woman lies on the horizontal pole above the ghost ship, resting her head on her hands, legs crossed, with her black hair hanging naturally.
"Cool it."
A slightly depressed voice, with a metallic timbre, comes from a man wearing a metal mask.
