The entire coastline was covered with players. No matter where you looked, you could see real players everywhere. Conversations overlapped with other conversations, creating a constant roar of noise. Everyone was waiting for the opening of Aqua Kingdom.
The day was still young. Bright sunlight illuminated the coast, the sun standing high in the sky at this hour.
Ice, Mike, and Hero stood together, squeezed in by others and forced to adjust. They gently pushed the people around them away.
"I already hate this," Mike said loudly and annoyed, looking at Ice and Hero.
The three of them managed to create a bit of space around themselves, but the situation was still unpleasant. Apparently, this was Mike's fault. He had destroyed Sky City, and with that, everyone who had been there was teleported here.
Well, how else were they supposed to continue the story?
