AniMate Island
Cool water washes over your legs as you collapse on the shore, exhausted from your swim inland. "Ugh...," you groan, clenching the warm sand in a fist, too tired to pull yourself even to a sitting position. The scattered remains of the SS Boundless drift in waterlogged piles around you; a testament to the unforgiving explosives of the crazed people that attacked it. Their shouts still echoed in your head... 'You must not sail in the forbidden waters! Turn back now! Die, unholy...
Fantasy