You wake up in the depths of the Abyss.. What do you remember? A tale of a person destined to die? A man, who fought with pride to the last shell?
What do you.. Remember?
Sand has covered my glorious collection, damn. I managed to climb onto the supermassive rusted hull, and the first thing I see when I get onto the deck, is a fubar'd cigarette.
A cigarette?
I think there was a time when I had one of those, maybe, hm... Yeah, pretty sure I remember it.
With 15, 16, no- 10 ships behind me, I ventured back across the Artanic Peninsula.
I continuously muttered things going on in my head, . I don't know why that was.
" go South, you'll reach Artanic docks. Continue going East, and then North and then East, and then South, and then East, reach Ironblood.
Go North... "
I'd look to my left, which would be north
" . . . Reach Azur Lane. "
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I sat on a ledge, a cigarette sizzling under the care of my index & middle finger.
I furrowed my eyebrows, looking to my surroundings. I've lost track of how long I've been sitting on this stone ledge, but who cares. I'm on off-time. The Ships I brought to the Dock are currently in confinement & are being questioned.
I haven't gotten word from Madame Bismarck.
I can't worry about that though, I think as I take another drag of my cigarette, I'll be getting caught up in business that isn't my own. Besides, she's the most over-gunned ship in the entire fleet. I- No, we'll all be damned if she sinks.
I look off into the slowly-setting sun. It painted the clouds the most beautiful shades fathomable, as though it were a wildfire in the sky.
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