Atlus clings to his raft as it slowly lulls across the vast sea, not an island in sight. His ship he had been on had crashed earlier when a rougue pirate crew had tried to kidnap him. His lemon-lime hair damply sticks to him, wet from the water. His captain lay still beside him. Shivers take him over, sleep begging to be taken. Waves crash into him and he gasps loudly, taking in water. Coughing, he laughs excitedly. An island. There's an island! Paddling with all his might, he heard that way, hope spreading like wildfire in his bones.