Rusty Sword

"Yaaawn!" Atlantis let out a loud yawn and looked at his viewer count.

[Viewers: 1]

'Oh, all my friends have gone to sleep.' Atlantis thought and rubbed his eyes.

The last remaining viewer was himself.

The rocking of the sailboat had already made him slightly seasick, and he was already dreaming about the land.

'Should I just sleep here?' He thought. 'If something happens, I might wake up.'

That seemed like a wonderful idea.

Thus, he closed the stream and found a comfortable place on the wooden floor of the sailboat.

He then took out a few clothes from his inventory and arranged them in a makeshift bed for himself.

After lying down, he placed his arms below his head and closed his eyes to try to enter slumber.

The sound of gentle waves lapping against the hull provided a soothing rhythm that eventually lulled him to sleep.