I can't remember how I made it through my nascent years.

I vaguely remember that I was constantly running away, constantly dodging.

Behind him is often a piece of red fire, and he is desperately fleeing forward in this sea of fire.

Partner, no, it should be said that the deep sea around me is basically a change of batch every ten days or so.

Even though I couldn't see their faces covered by their faces, every time I looked at the nascent deep sea, I could recall those godless years.

It's like a puppet in the mouth of a human being.

Either controlled by inexplicable feelings, or expelled to the battlefield by the high-level deep sea.

About a year or so after I could remember, I gathered enough strength from the nascent deep sea of the batch of people who were constantly changing people, and successfully promoted to the deep sea of the differentiation stage.

I have just entered the differentiation period, and although my consciousness has become much clearer, I am still confined to a wide sea area like a clownfish busy in the sea anemone every day, and I am the magnified clownfish.

It seems like a few months have passed.

The one who led me said that I had stabilized in the differentiation period and could participate in actual combat to continue to improve my strength.

Although I was at a loss, I didn't know anything about power.

But it seems that every time I hear that I can go out to fight, the deep sea around me reveals a kind of inexplicable ...... Let the body resonate and even tremble emotions.

That's when I had my first sudden question.

Am I the same, are they the same?

In the first battle, our team of twelve deep-sea people met a nine-person team of shipwives.

Speaking of which, why do I have a desire to tear these people like those disturbing moray eels when I see them?

They look like us.

Suddenly, I seemed to remember something.

In that first memory, it seemed that they were chasing me, chasing me, and constantly giving me painful blows.

Think about these.

Naturally, I burst out of my body, and my shark-like lower body opened its mouth, revealing the weapons the ocean had given me.

The battle began, the battle ended, and I felt that it had not been long, but the sun had already set.

Maybe that's what they call "unconsciously"?

As I was thinking, I saw the pale yellow sunset shining on the ship's mother who was floating on the water and no longer moving.

Will I ever float on the water like this one day and stop moving?

I went back and asked the leader of the team about the deep sea.

She told me it was death.

When you die, you don't move anymore and you can't speak.

I don't feel like it matters, after all, I don't like to talk very much.

Soon the shallow seabed where we lived was attacked by a well-staffed shipwive.

Under the bombardment of strangely shaped bombs, the deep sea spits out red stuff, and then it doesn't move.

Died.

Some of the companions rushed to the surface of the water, but were hit by a bomb and stopped.

Originally, I also wanted to rush out to the surface to see who was attacking.

But the deep sea that led me instructed me not to turn back, but to keep going to the deep water.

Instinctively follow the orders of the strong.

I didn't really look back and swam deeper into the ocean after the leader.

The sound of explosions kept coming to my ears, and some flashes of light behind me even illuminated our path at that moment.

As I swam and swam, I suddenly felt the unbearable hardship of my body, a feeling of being beaten, and it was beaten everywhere all over my body.

My whole body was weighed down by something very heavy that I couldn't see, and it made me feel like the red water inside me was about to come out.

This is true not only of me, but of many of my companions who fled together.

Struggling in the sea.

The leader of the deep sea muttered, and then directed us upstream.

According to her words, I used something that seemed to be flowing all the time and swam as hard as I could.

At one point, I felt liberated.

The leader's deep sea took us straight to swim like this.

I don't know how many days and nights we have had, we have arrived in a new place.

There, many of my doubts were solved, and I even strangely raised a clownfish.

I still heard that name from the captain.

It's been a year like this.

During the day's attack, the leader also floated on the surface of the water and remained motionless.

Dead, she gradually disintegrated into small and eye-catching bright spots under the thing called Origin Energy.

Another round of artillery fire hit, and I gathered my companions and fled to my base together, as I had done before.

But halfway through, though, I met a powerful deep sea man who had been staying at the base and had never come out.

Without saying a word, she took us around the sea, and it wasn't until a day later that we were back at the base, which was only a few hours away.

On this day, I learned a new thing.

Then the deep sea, which was much stronger than me and the lost leader, found me.

She asked me what I was going to do.

I don't understand, but she said a lot to me.

Finally, in a trance, I said that I would choose to develop in the direction of battleships and aircraft carriers.

I've seen the members of the deep sea. The battleships have strong artillery fire, and the aircraft carriers have those fighters flying around to help her fight from a distance.

I want to have both.

The deep sea smiled, and she told me that I could only choose one in the direction of transformation.

I was silent because I really wanted to take both things into my arms.

So in silence, the deep sea said another direction of transformation.

"The aviation combat type, although it has both the firepower of the battleline and the fighter advantage of the aircraft carrier, is inferior to the battleboard in terms of firepower, and is inferior to the aircraft carrier type in terms of the number of fighters and handling, do you really want to develop in this direction?"

I nodded happily, as if that was the way I should have been.

The deep sea left me with ten round transparent crystals, and then left.

"Transform it as you want, and hopefully one day you will be able to rise to the rank of Senjo like me."

A year later, I was promoted to the Battle Ghost rank in battle.

The body transformation stabilized, and I was able to release my first fighter.

Looking at the fighter planes flying under the blue sky, I felt inexplicable joy in my heart.

To live is to fly freely under the blue sky like this.

But it backfired, and only two months after I reached the Battle Ghost level, a battle broke out in the base and destroyed everything.

The clownfish floats in the water and does not move.

The Deep-Sea Warrior who guided me through the transformation also floated on the surface of the water, no longer moving.

All dead.

They all died, but I survived.

In the black night sky, the burning sea is soaked in blood-red light.

A figure leaped across the flames and came before me.

"There are still deep sea survivors, tell me, your name."

Under her gaze, I panicked and said my name.

"My name is Alfana."