Both awakeners simply laid there floating on Mirageâs back until they felt physically capable of movement again. The exhaustion was absolute. Physical, mental, and spiritual depletion from the sustained terror and exertion theyâd endured.
Moon was the first to raise his head and scan the surroundings with returning clarity.
"We need to move soon," Moon said, his voice a little hoarse.
"This is still a permanent death zone after all. I havenât received any notification about changes to the death penalty system. Just because there are no beasts attacking us right now doesnât mean there wonât be later. The golden fishâs presence kept everything away temporarily, but that protection wonât last. Letâs move, before the predators return to their habitats."
His eyes swept across the horizon, searching for any landmark or destination. Then he spotted a land. A coastline visible several kilometers away across the vast ocean.
Unfortunately, they were positioned on the opposite side of the prevailing wave pattern, which meant theyâd need to swim against the current to reach shore. Thankfully, the waves were relatively smallânothing like the storm-driven swells that could capsize ships. For Mirage with his new new evolution, navigating these conditions shouldnât pose significant difficulty.
"Come on, buddy. Letâs go," Moon said gently, stroking Mirageâs neck with genuine affection. He withdrew a stamina restoration potion from his spatial storage and carefully administered it to the exhausted horse.
Gulp! Gulp!
The white horse drank gratefully, the magical liquid immediately beginning to slowly restore his strength.
Moon and Selene consumed their own stamina potions as well, feeling the restorative effects spread through their battered bodies. The recovery wasnât instantaneous, theyâd pushed themselves far beyond normal limits, but it was enough to function and continue moving.
Selene remained extremely fatigued. Sheâd almost died from the pressure and oxygen deprivation. The trauma of near-permanent death wasnât something potions could fully address.
She simply rested her head against Moonâs back as they began the journey toward shore, treating his presence as her only safe haven in a world that had tried to kill her repeatedly.
Moon guided Mirage toward the distant coastline, the evolved horse swimming with steady determination despite everything heâd been through.
During the journey across the open water, Moon couldnât stop his thoughts from returning obsessively to the golden fish. The image of that impossibly massive creature was seared into his memory like an image that refused to leave.
Heâd realized something profoundly humbling during that brief encounter. Despite all the progress humanity had made since the apocalypse, despite his own exceptional growth as an awakener with a unique class, there was simply too much hidden from them. Too many truths concealed beyond their limited understanding of this unknown world.
They were like frogs living at the bottom of a well, gazing up at the small circle of sky visible above and believing that represented the entire world. They didnât comprehend that beyond their well existed ponds, beyond ponds existed lakes, beyond lakes existed oceans, and beyond oceans existed an entire planet filled with wonders and terrors they couldnât imagine.
That golden beast was undoubtedly powerful enough to kill even Second Sanctuary Evolvers, perhaps effortlessly. Yet it had existed within a hidden realm located inside First Sanctuary territory, which according to all established system rules meant it should be classified as a First Order beast.
But nothing about that creature matched First Order parameters. Its size alone defied every known classification system.
âUnless...â
Moonâs thoughts turned to a disturbing possibility. What if the golden fish was an irregular existence, just like himself? An anomaly that broke the normal progression rules?
But he immediately shook his head, rejecting the theory.
"Impossible," Moon muttered aloud, though Selene was too exhausted to process his words.
âEven I canât do that. Just because I donât have a traditional class doesnât mean I can access realms or zones designated for different Orders than my current level. Thatâs a fundamental ruleâa law of existence that predates humanityâs awakening. There are no outliers to that restriction. None at all. Itâs an immutable fact.â
The system enforced Order separation absolutely.
First Order awakeners and beasts existed in the First Sanctuary. Second Order Evolvers existed in the Second Sanctuary and so on.
The barriers between these sanctuaries werenât suggestions, they were metaphysical walls that couldnât be crossed until you achieved the appropriate evolutionary stage.
But a question begged to differ, how had a creature of that magnitude existed in a First Order realm?
âMaybe the golden fish was actually a First Order beast, and Iâm underestimating how powerful peak First Order entities can become with enough age and accumulated power.â
That thought was somehow even more terrifying. If First Order beasts could reach that level of strength through natural growth and development, what horrors existed in higher Sanctuaries where the baseline power was already incomprehensibly greater?
Moon pushed the philosophical questions aside. He were exhausted, and needed to reach safety. Existential contemplation could wait until they werenât at immediate risk of permanent death.
The coastline grew gradually closer as Mirage swam steadily through the waves. Moon could make out details now, rocky cliffs, sparse vegetation, what looked like a beach area where they could make landfall.
"Almost there," Moon said, more to himself than anyone else. "Just a little further, Mirage. Youâre doing great."
The white horse snorted acknowledgment, his powerful fin-tail continuing its propulsion.
They were going to make it.
Against all odds, despite everything that had tried to kill them, they were actually going to survive this nightmare.
And Moon had the containers of golden beast blood, the attribute increases permanently enhancing his body, and knowledge of a hidden realm that no one else possessed.
If they could just reach shore safely, this catastrophic experience might actually prove to be the opportunity of a lifetime. Assuming they survived long enough to benefit from it.
When they were finally within reach of the shore, within reach of relaxation, figures began to appear from the island, figures that were blue in colour.
âShit...â Moon thought to himself, a grim expression on his face.
"Selene...Wake up, it seems like the fighting isnât over just yet."