Chapter 2: The Tactician becomes a guard.
It was world dominated by the vast blue seas.
A world where despite thousands of years of human occupation, the vast majority of the seas remain uncharted.
A world ,where concepts different from the norms, exist.
A world that seemed to be taken out of a fantasy.
What lies beyond this uncharted and novel world?
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-South Island 300 (SI 300)-
20th of February. Year 0475 EoS (Era of Storm)
It was still three o'clock in the morning.
At this time, the people of South Island 300 would still be snoring in their beds.
Some individuals, however, would probably be up already due to the fact that they're vested with important roles and duties.
And that's the case for the girl we're about to talk about.
This girl, by the time of three o'clock in the morning every day, would rise up from her soft and fluffy bed.
Right now, she sat straight up from her bed slowly. She raised her slender pinkish arms as she stretches her body gently.
The curves that appeared due to the pajama sticking closely to her skin was surely a sight to behold.
She got up from her king-size bed and looked towards the window.
She wiped her still sleepy eyes to see outside of the window. She looked over and checked if the sun was already in the horizon and quite thankfully, it was not yet the time for the sun to rise up. With that, she breathes a sigh of relief.
She then entered her bathroom to take a shower with a towel in tow.
Her steps were wobbling and she was yawning from time to time.
Nevertheless, she entered her bathroom without a hitch.
With a squeak of the knob of the shower, the water dropped down on her.
"Kyaaaah!"
It was too late when she realized that she opened the knob for the cold water instead for the hot water.
As the drops of cold water touched her skin, her mind was jolted into wakefulness.
After a few minutes or so, she went out of her shower with her towel covering her body.
With how cold an island usually is, even if the doors and windows were shut closed, one would still feel the cold breeze passing through you; especially if you just got out of the bathroom.
The girl hurried to her closet and took out a black long-sleeved uniform embroidered with gold linings and intricacies; and also an above the knee skirt.
As the cold wind blew coming from the gaps of her door and window, she hurriedly dressed herself.
After a few moments, she already donned her clothes and was currently looking at her own reflection in the mirror.
The girl was dressed in a black military uniform.
The black color further lightened the glow on her face.
The gold intricacies on the long-sleeved uniform exuded an aura of elegance.
The sword with its golden hilt and scabbard on her hips complimented her appearance and made her heroic in a sense.
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