The mountain-like body glided through the calm water like a ghost, without a sound. Only occasionally, when surfacing to catch a breath, did it raise its head above the water for a moment. Most of the time, Jaekyung advanced slowly beneath the surface toward Sea Abyss Island.
When Jaekyung first set foot in Western Twin Lake, he had found it hard to believe this place was a lake. Everywhere he turned his head, he saw only the vast horizon, and beyond that horizon lay countless islands. Some of those islands were, with a little exaggeration, large enough to be called continents.
How could anyone call such a place a lake? But whether he accepted it or not, reality was reality. In this preposterous world, what would not have been strange to call a sea in his past life was nothing more than a mere lake, and those who came from the outside world all called this place a “small lake.”
Jaekyung, who had never seen the true outside world, could not understand their words, but he could only take their word for it. It might seem small and shabby in the eyes of others, but Jaekyung was satisfied with Western Twin Lake.