by World Gazer
On that day, thick fog shrouded all creation, and he became captain of a ghost ship.On that very day, he attempted to pierce the fog and confront a world utterly overturned and shattered—the old order had vanished without a trace, while bizarre phenomena ruled the boundless seas beyond civilization; Island city-states and fleets daring the seas had become civilization's last beacons of light, while the shadows of the past still stirred restlessly in the abyssal depths, waiting to devour this dying world.But for the new captain of the Lost Homeland, there was one pressing question he needed to address first—he didn't seem to know how to sail!
