The ocean didn't change.
That was the first thing Funko noticed.
Day after day, it was the same endless blue. The same quiet waves. The same sky stretching forever above him. No islands. No ships. No enemies.
Nothing.
Funko lay on his back on the wooden deck, one arm behind his head. His long black hair spread out under him, moving slightly with the wind.
"…This sucks."
The boat rocked gently.
No response.
No noise except the ocean.
He sat up slowly, looking around again like something might magically appear.
Still nothing.
"Seriously… not even one monster?"
He clicked his tongue and stood up. The boat wasn't big. Just enough space for him to walk a few steps before hitting the edge. A small sail flapped lazily above him.
Funko leaned on the side of the ship, staring into the water.
Clear.
Calm.
Boring.
"…I really left for this?"
A breeze passed by, pushing his hair back. He didn't move.
Time kept going.
Later…
Funko sat cross legged near the front of the ship, staring at the horizon.
He hadn't eaten.
He hadn't fought.
He hadn't even seen anything.
Just water.
"Man… they really made it sound exciting," he muttered.
He picked up a small piece of wood and flicked it into the sea. It disappeared instantly.
No reaction.
No creature jumping out.
No sudden attack.
Nothing.
Funko let out a long sigh and laid back again.
"…Maybe I should've stayed."
The sun slowly moved across the sky.
Morning turned into afternoon.
Afternoon turned into night.
Stars filled the sky above him. Bright. Endless.
Funko stared at them for a while.
"…Still nothing."
Days passed.
Funko stopped keeping track.
Sometimes he stood at the edge of the boat, looking out like an idiot hoping something would appear.
Sometimes he just lay there, doing nothing.
He even tried punching the air once.
"…Yeah, this is bad."
Another day.
Same ocean.
Same silence.
Funko stood at the front of the ship again, arms crossed this time.
"…If this keeps up, I'm going back."
He paused.
"I don't think I even know my way home..."
The wind picked up slightly.
Just a little.
He didn't think much of it.
Until the boat shifted harder than usual.
Funko looked down.
"…Hm?"
The water wasn't as calm anymore.
Small waves started forming, bumping against the sides of the ship.
Then bigger ones.
The wind grew stronger, pushing against the sail.
The quiet ocean from before…
Was gone.
Funko's eyes sharpened slightly.
"…Finally?"
The waves rose higher.
The boat creaked as it lifted and dropped.
Up.
Down.
Up
Then a massive wave rose in the distance.
Funko stared at it.
"…Oh."
It was huge.
Way bigger than anything before.
The kind of wave that didn't feel natural.
It crashed forward.
BOOM.
The ship slammed hard, tilting to the side.
Funko lost his footing for a split second.
"…Tch "
Another wave hit.
Even harder.
The boat jerked violently.
Funko tried to steady himself
But the deck slipped under his feet.
The world tilted.
And just like that
He went over.
Splash.
The ocean swallowed him instantly.
The ship rocked above as the waves kept crashing.
Funko's figure disappeared beneath the surface.
Gone.