The memory fragment that Angakok had provided Max with today was a special one.
The shaman god's greatest accomplishment seemed to come from the fact that he had killed the sea god Poseidon and enslaved his pet beast the Kraken.
This feat was a part of the chant that was used to summon him, and today it was a small figment of that battle that he had decided to share with Max.
Once Max delved into the memory packet, he seemed to be in the middle of the ocean, for as far as his eye could see there was only water with a small island not more than a few hundred metres in length, being the only piece of land all around.
The sun seemed to be dipping below the horizon, painting the sky in a breathtaking tapestry of oranges and reds as it gave way to twilight. Waves lapped gently against the shoreline, the salty sea breeze carrying with it the scent of distant lands. The moon, a silvery crescent, began to ascend in the sky, casting its ethereal light upon the restless ocean.
