Jonathan (Lord of the Seven Seas)'s Journal
The sky above the Sea of BRU swirled into darkness. Lightning flashed blue across the crashing waves. The battlefield was loud—not with war cries, but with arguments. In the eye of the storm, chaos wasn't just around them… it was between them.
Evilness of Netherware: (mocking)Ha! Same to you, idiots!You think you're clever? You're just pawns in the storm.
Black Ocean: (stepping forward)Exactly.You fools are the greatest clowns in this entire universe!
[DEBATING BREAKS OUT]
Lebewligs: (shouting in frustration)Are you all mental?!You're standing in the middle of a war zone—And now you're debating?!WHEN will we actually fight?!
Sea Monster: (growling with rage)In that case…I'll make the first move—I'll kill YOU first, Lebewligs!
Desert Storm: (stepping between them)If you've got the guts…Then kill me first!
Wind's Magic: (confused)Wait—Desert Storm?Why are you even here?Aren't you supposed to be one of them?
Desert Storm: (smirking)Not today.I'm not here to kill you…I'm here to help you.
Lightning cracks. Tension snaps.
Lord of the Seven Seas:Celebrass! Give me the Eye of Blaze, now!
Celebrass: (breathing heavily)I… I'm not fully charged yet.I need a bit more time.Hold them off!
Evilness of Netherware: (yelling)THEN NO MORE WAITING—Army! ATTACK!
[FIGHTING ERUPTS AGAIN]
Blasts of sea magic. Collisions of flame and storm. The sea boiled with power.
Celebrass: (glowing)I'm ready now!
Lion's Roar: (quickly)Then give me the Eye of Erea—now!
[FIGHTING INTENSIFIES]
As Celebrass hands over the eye, a pulse of ancient energy rises through the waves… something deep beneath begins to stir.