A figure was immersed in a dream. The figure had shoulder-length white hair and golden eyes, wearing luxurious-looking clothes. The dream was filled with seawater; he was in the middle of the ocean. The man opened his eyes. He found himself in the water. He started swimming up and found himself in the middle of the ocean.
He tried looking around but found nothing. A giant wave started coming towards him. He tried to swim away, but the wave caught up to him and began sweeping him away until he collided with something: large, sharp, and strong teeth. He turned back.
He saw a huge creature that looked like a shark. It had orange stripes and ferocious-looking eyes, but it quickly swam away. However, the thing started catching up to him. He knew what that thing was. He thought to himself,
"The giant creature swimming in the ocean. It's a shark that destroys the large ships of humans. Its body is black with orange stripes, and its teeth are sharp and strong. It is famous for its strength. People call it the Large underwater creature. Those who encounter it usually cannot survive, but the one who did survive it was the king of all mankind, Maizu Sakurai. He didn't use strength; he used his intelligence to capture it."
"But in reality, it was a pet of the Sea God. After he caught it, the Sea God came to him. The Sea God told him about its power. It can swallow the entire ocean, its swimming speed is fast despite its body size, and it also has the ability to control water and explosions."
After the man thought that, he quickly swam until he found an island. The island was full of forests, deserts, rivers, and houses. The island looked huge and full of stories. He quickly went onto the island. But when he turned back, he couldn't find the shark.
He didn't think much of it and quickly climbed onto the island. He looked at his own body and found wounds full of bullet holes. He quickly walked toward a village located on the beach. He found many people with powers. Some controlled fire, some controlled wind, and some controlled water.
Until one woman, with green hair with black tips, wearing clothes that looked like those of an ancient tribe, found him. She had the power of healing. She quickly treated him, but the body that had just swum away from the terrifying creature, along with the injuries, caused him to pass out. People gathered around him and carried him to a resting place. The woman who was healing him talked to an old man with white hair, wearing the ancient tribal clothes.
"Village Chief, he seems to have many bullets in his body. He is quite severely injured."
The old man nodded.
"Penmes, hurry and help him. He is a foreigner, and it aligns with our prophecy."
After the old man finished speaking, he walked away, leaving the group of people and the woman to care for the man with shoulder-length white hair. The once-peaceful village began to stir with the arrival of the white-haired young man.
Hours passed. The village began to return to normal. In a room that looked more luxurious than the others, there were six old men inside. They held high ranks. They sat quietly.
"Hundreds of years from now, three people will come to this place. They are the saviors who will eliminate evil. They are like heroes amidst chaos. The first man wears strange clothes, has shoulder-length white hair, and golden eyes. The second man has short purple hair and black eyes. The last one has long blue hair tied up, and his face has no organs. If they come, welcome them well."
One man at the table read a strange language on a slate. It was like an ancient slate about a future prophecy.
"Do you think the strange man who just arrived at the village with injuries—do you think this is the person mentioned on the slate?"
The remaining old men listened and thought. They all had different opinions.
"No, it's not him."
"He has the same appearance."
"He's injured. The one who will save us shouldn't be that weak."
"But he's the only one."
"Even if he's injured, it doesn't mean he's weak."
The old men debated. They began suggesting different things. The room was filled with chaos. A voice spoke up.
"Enough. So, let's vote now. If the majority agrees, we will start considering that part."
Everyone nodded, appreciating his idea.
In a house, the woman who was looking after the white-haired man examined his body and found that his condition was beginning to improve.
"His condition is starting to get better now. You all can take a break."
She said. After that, the group of people began to leave. The woman used her power to heal him before leaving as well. The white-haired man lay there. He opened his eyes and found himself in an unfamiliar place. The floor was made of hard wood, the roof was made of bamboo, and his bed was quite hard, made of wood. The pillow had soft fabric inside. Light from a lamp reflected in his eyes.
He got up and left the bed. This house was very high off the ground. He walked down the stairs and saw children playing. He walked around to observe the place, a village that didn't look very modern, located right on the beach, with tall coconut trees decorating the area.
Until he encountered the woman he had seen before, the woman with green hair with black tips, wearing ancient tribal clothes. He walked up to her and spoke, which startled her slightly, and she turned towards him.
"Excuse me, where is this place?"
The man asked. The woman looked a little unsure before answering.
"This is our village. And who are you?"
The man sighed, having asked this question many times before, and having told her his name many times before, before saying,
"I'm Sentrie, just an adventurer."