The sea was not calm that night…
It was like a raging beast, its waves crashing against each other as if warning the world of what was to come.
The sky was heavy with clouds, thunder rumbled across the horizon,
and in the midst of this natural inferno…
Four fleets were advancing toward the same point.
This was no coincidence.
It was… a destiny written in blood.
The First Fleet — Kingdom of the Seas
Prince Kyle stood at the prow of his massive ship,
his hair blowing in the wind, his eyes fixed on the horizon.
"Are you sure it has appeared?"
He asked his captain.
"The men have seen the light… the same light spoken of in legends," the captain replied in a low voice.
Kyle smiled… a cold smile.
"Then… no one will get ahead of me."
He raised his sword high and shouted,
"Prepare for war!"
The Second Fleet — Kingdom of the Sands
On the other side… King Zahir stood as steadfast as an unmoving mountain.
A golden cloth draped around his neck, and his sword reflected the flash of lightning.
"Today… we either rule the world… or die with honor."
The soldiers responded in unison:
"Glory to the Kingdom of Sand!"
🏔️ The Third Fleet — The Kingdom of Mountains
On ships as heavy as fortresses…
King Rodan gazed at the map.
He wasn't looking at the sea…
He was calculating.
"They will fight first… then we will intervene."
He smiled calmly:
"As expected."
The Fourth Fleet — The Kingdom of Forests
Amidst the shadows…
Queen Ilara watched everything silently.
She said quietly:
"We will not attack… until we see the truth."
Then she added:
"This island… is not just a treasure… but a trap."
The Battle Begins
Suddenly—
The ships collided.
Screams…
Iron Clash…
Swords Gleamed in the Darkness…
The Sand Soldiers leaped onto the Sea Ships,
and Kyle's soldiers retaliated with swift blows.
Elsewhere,
Arrows from the Forests flew like silent death,
Striking soldiers down before they could even comprehend what had happened.
But the Kingdom of the Mountains…
Waited.
⚔️ The Hero Appears
Amidst this chaos…
A young man fought with extraordinary ferocity.
His name was Salim.
He wasn't the strongest…
But his eyes held something different.
A goal.
As he fought, he remembered his brother's voice:
"If you go to the island… don't trust it."
"I won't come back without you!" Salim cried, blocking a blow.
The Transformation
And suddenly—
Everything stopped.
Not because the battle was over…
But because the sea itself… fell silent.
Then the fog appeared.
Slowly…
Like a living creature…
It swallowed the ships…
The soldiers…
The voices…
Inside the fog
"Where are we?!"
A soldier shouted.
But no one answered.
There was nothing left…
But silence.
Arrival at the island
Salim opened his eyes…
He was no longer on the ship.
He was standing on black ground…
Solid… and cold.
The sky was gray…
And the air was heavy…
He looked around…
Then he froze.
The terrifying scene
Soldiers… from all the kingdoms…
But they weren't normal.
Their eyes were empty…
Their faces were expressionless…
As if… they had lost their humanity.
One of them approached Salim slowly…
And said in a broken voice:
"You're late…"
Before Salim could ask anything—
The soldier's expression suddenly changed…
And he shouted:
"Run!!!"
Then he attacked him!
And at that very moment… the earth shook…
And split open…
And from it emerged a huge shadow…
Something… not human