Chapter 391 383: Bermuda Beach Party



Salty wind brushed past my cheeks. The sound of gulls screaming in the air and the waves crashing against other waves filled our ears as the sate-boat rocked in the ocean.

I had broken over one of the flags of the satellite and was using it as a row as we pranced through the ocean.

Albert was still slightly out of it, clenching his head in his knees.

We were too exhausted. It wasn't that we couldn't use magic to get on our way, but that we didn't want to. A mental exhaustion that would usually convert into lethargy but was holding on for now.

"Can't believe we're back on Earth," Albert hummed after a fairly long silence. "I have been trying so much, and then, just like that, we're back on Earth."

"I guess so."

"We don't have to fight anymore, do we?" Albert asked. "We can just stay in this world."

"I'll burn this world twice over to just see Lethe. What are you even talking about?"

Albert sighed and fell on his back again.

"I know. I know, it's foolish to think that thing won't come here too. Didn't that old man Framtida say the Outer Gods only came out now?"

"He did," I said.

"But the game's outer gods weren't like that.They were… killable."

Albert seemed to have taken a huge hit. He was grasping at straws. For someone who tried his best to understand everything, something that unfathomable must have been quite the experience.

The two of us remained in silence again while pushing the sate-boat through the ocean in just whichever direction we wanted to.

It was then, a loud scream rang from above.

I looked up and saw a meteor falling straight down.

As I focused my senses on the meteor, familiar locks of red hair entered my sight. I stretched my hand out and reinforced it with my Ki and in the next moment—

"AAAAAH!"

—BOOOM!

The water all around us shot up like a geyser and the satellite went deep into the water before pulling back up. In my hands now was Luka knocked out of it.

"What is this guy doing here?" I muttered.

Albert glanced at him and sighed.

"Just row, man. Just fucking row."

***

Luka woke up some time into the leisurely sate-boating. I could probably make that a business in Apollon.

The man sat up in a rush and started wincing and holding his head.

"Ack… help…"

"We've already gone through that."

"Come on, Luka. Do something new please."

Luka was not given the sweet chance of expressing his pain.

***

The three of us now sat together on the sate-boat, leaving the rowing to the whims of the waves.

A yawn escaped me as the sunlight started drying my hair up. It was warm yet cold, cold yet warm, the perfect place to sleep after an ordeal like that.

"Are you sure those dragons won't attack us?" Luka asked, yawning.

Of course, we had also shown another of the damned airplanes to Luka who mistook it for a dragon.

"They're not dragons."

"They will if they sees red."

Albert glared at me when I answered and shrugged.

The three of us sat in silence once more.

Then, Albert spoke.

"Considering that… thing, sent us all where we were supposed to be, what are you doing here?" He asked Luka. "This is mine and Yuyu's world, not yours."

"I was just floating around and around and around," Luka said. "I don't know. That was nothing like the outer gods I knew of. It felt as if there was something, omnipotent."

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"I guess its because he's from the future?"

The other two raised their brows at my words. From the future, now that made sense. The future didn't exist in the now, it was impossible for him to go back to wherever he was supposed to be.

In that case.

All three of our eyes gleamed.

A sense of strength lingered in the back of our minds.

"Even that being made a mistake."

"It just might…"

"Not be omnipotent."

A smirk escaped me. Was such a vague chance enough to lift both of their spirits? I had no idea.

"Yuyu, where are we? We gotta get to land."

"I'll take a look," I said and summoned a shield below my feet. I still had about half a tank thanks to the battle being easy. As I floated further up, I saw an island a few nautical miles to the west. I had no idea of how many, but they were bound to be a few.

Descending back down, I informed my mates of the presence of the Island.

"Perfect, move us there," Albert said.

"You do it."

I snapped.

"Don't wanna use magic…"

"I don't want to use Ki either."

I sighed at both of their words and slumped on the sate-boat.

"I don't wanna either."

"Let's just row there."

And row we did.

***

The sun started to go down by the time we neared the edge of the island I had noticed.

Neon lights flashed while deep bass boomed through the wind, people in bikinis and shorts were constantly walking around the beach while stages were set up with drones performing a light show.

It all became clear by the time the sun set, and while all of us could have noticed it easily we were just too out of it do so. And by the time we had noticed the rave of people, they had noticed us too.

The music stopped and the drones turned their lights toward us.

I stood upright on the sate-boat while the other two looked at the people with widened eyes.

All the people were staring at us.

And we were staring back.

"Is that a satellite?"

"Are those horns on his head?"

"Is it like a special event of some kind?"

"Aliens?"

The people were confused.

Rightfully so.

I looked back at the drones and the walls and noticed some words hanging on banners.

A horned man walking into the beach on a satellite, there was only one way to fix this.

I spread my arms to the side and with the widest grin I could summon, I shouted.

"WELCOME TO!!!"

The people hopped and reeled back.

"BERMUDA BEACH PARTAY BABYYYYYY!"