CHAPTER 49 : The Silent Struggle
Ten years ago, in a small village on Fishman Island, peace and happiness reigned eternally. The Fishmen lived contentedly, attending to their everyday tasks with calm hearts. They were guided by a respected Village Chief, known for his steady leadership and genuine care for his people.
One evening, as the sun dipped below the horizon, painting the sky in shades of orange, a mysterious figure cloaked in black hoods arrived in the village. His seemingly ordinary appearance was overshadowed by the cloak, which cast an air of suspicion and intrigue.
He approached the Village Chief, who was busy discussing future community development plans with his staff.
"Good evening," the stranger greeted, standing before the Village Chief.
The Village Chief and his companions were surprised, as visitors were rare, particularly those who were not Fishmen. They became alert, ready for any potential threat the stranger might pose.