Seafolk Territory
The moon rose as the sun set, bathing the water in its ethereal light as the night took over from the day. Its bright rays bounced off the water and lit up the seafloor.
As the group stood on the deck, they could feel the arrival of their mythological destination, the "Beast Kingdom," getting closer and closer.
*Yawn*
Aizel opened his eyes slowly, rousing himself from a restful nap. He stretched lazily, raising his arms to the ceiling, and felt the strain leave his body.
As he pushed himself upright, his fingers unconsciously went for his tangled hair and gave it an even more disheveled appearance.
The door creaked open under his gentle push, revealing the vibrant world beyond. Stepping out onto the deck, his eyes scanned the scene before him.
There, in the distance, he observed the rest of the group, their gazes fixed upon a specific point on the vast ocean horizon.