119 Sharks of a feather flock together

Life on this boat had its ups and downs as I stood on one of the many masts and stared at the undulating blue sea.

I was probably taking over the job of some guy who was bored out of his mind having to look at the sea and scan for danger, but I didn't mind.

There wasn't much to do on the boat besides the initial first few days.

And I must say they were... exciting to say the least.

Since the first few days had passed and the reset should've happened by now, it really sunk into the minds of the people here that they actually escaped in what they would call a God forsaken hell hole of bloody carnage.

Rather sobering.

But nevertheless, accompanied by that great excitement followed by a series of suicides due to them now 'being free from time's chains' things settled down since then.

Since a minority of the people there that had chosen to commit death were people that didn't want to die in the time loop since they thought their souls would be trapped there, they had chosen to die now that they had confirmed that they were out of the timeloop.

The good thing however was that the rest of the people left were battle grizzled veterans that had experienced tons of death and were rather numb to it.

I was worried that they would be depressed due to the suicides, but countless years of watching others die from the weight of time had numbed them.

I have no idea whether or not that was a good thing or not.

But it was... definitely boring now.

I mean no offense taken, but life on the sea where everything and everywhere was blue, blue sky and blue sea.

It was incredibly monotonous.

The only things that stayed in motion were the waves and clouds, but even they were starting to get bland.

Of course it was better to be bored than to have the entire ship be covered in a tense aura where the slightest spark will set it alight.

But now with nothing but blue, I was hoping for change.

Eyes slowly dancing across the surface of the sea, I saw the water shift and split apart to reveal a shark bursting through the surface with a fish in its mouth.

'How interesting.'

The sharks here were definitely doing the pirate genre the best since they were definitely more aggressive in this world.

Watching them tear apart a man limb from limb, blood spilled across the... surface of the water.

I blinked.

There was a man being torn limb from limb in the water and blood was being spilt in such amounts that the sea was dyed a deep crimson hue.

There was a man being torn apart in the sea.

There was a man in the sea.

There was a man.

Blinking, I belatedly realized what that meant as I leapt from the crows nest.

Manifesting my ice bow, the arrows flew from the strings before I even landed and hit the surface of the water

Following it up with giant ice spikes from the ice shards, the surface of te sea froze over in frozen structures of translucent white ice.

I don't know how long it could last though since signs of cracks were already making their way through.

Eyeing the cracked ice surface with unease, my legs slammed through the icy surface and allowed me to run forwards with great speed.

Following the flow of the waves, a path unfolded through my eyes.

But unlike the static path that it usually shoiwed, the path was now fluctuating constantly and split into several paths as my fingers danced across the strings and unleashed ice onto the warm blue sea.

Feet landing onto the tip of a cresting wave, I stabbed the balanced blade into the nose of the shark bisecting it.

I heard that the nose was the most sensitive part of a sharks body since that was where a majority of the nerve clusters were located.

It seemed to be correct since the shark recoiled violently and slammed against the ice sheet cracking it.

'It seems sharks are much more powerful here just like everything here in this world.'

Noting that fact down in my head, the shark quickly submerged into the sea where it was violently attacked by its siblings blinded by bloodlust.

I know these guys go crazy over the mere scent of blood to the point of developing organs to smell blood several kilometers away, but isn't this to much.

Nonetheless, I had a job to do.

Hand plunging into the water to grab the man by the scruff of his neck, the soggy bearded man with a dead look in his eyes appeared.

"FUCK!"

It didn't help however that a shark took advantage of that brief window to bite my foot that sunk into the water.

Kicking it down into the water, the damage was already done as I felt the bones in my leg shift painfully with blood leaking out of the wound.

Smelling the blood like actual sharks in the water they thrashed against the fragile ice surface and broke it apart into several pieces.

Falling into the water I cursed since my only more of transport was now gone.

Not to say I didn't know how to swim at all, but can I really swim better than a blood thirsty species that was born in the water?

Spending my last few moments in the air to twist my body around, I flexed my arms and released my grip on the man throwing him straight towards the ship.

Watching him sail through the air, I was dragged into the sea.

Feeling a piercing pain travel through my leg, I stared at the damned shark that bit me and prepared to use the ice bow.

Pausing since the ice bow was turning my surroundings into ice I dismissed it and instead turned to other means of combat.

Since I have been using the weapons from dead cells for quite some time now I was able to infer a few things.

For one, the Ice Shards did not physically manifest in my hands and instead appeared around it.

A fact that I was rather grateful for now.

Using it, my surroundings suddenly exploded as ice bombs were detonated around me.

Freezing my surroundings, the sharks that initially thought I was easy prey all frozen as they collided against the sudden expansion of sharp ice spikes.

Manifesting the ice shards that exploded on contact wasn't hard.

The real hardship came from there.

Watching the ice sink into the water, my eyes darted as the sharks which were caught in the initial explosion broke free from their bindings and now gazed at me with a more wary look in their black eyes.

Something I didn't know would be possible in a sharks eye.

Watching a few of them sink into the abyss, blood leaking from their wounds.

The sharks, instead of wanting to feast on their comrades corpse instead chose to eye me up and down like a five star Grade A steak.

No idea how I knew that but I knew it.

Eyeing them up and down I felt my lungs constrict as my vision went blurry.

I kinda of forgot I was underwater since I was preoccupied with trying to save that old man.

Eyes blurring with my legs idly kicking upwards.

The sharks suddenly thrashed forwards.

Following that I kicked upwards and burst through the surface of the sea to take a deep breath of fresh sea salty air.

Ice appearing around me, they exploded into thick ice balls that either froze the sharks or sent them careening under the impact.

But since there was only so much time for an encounter that would draw blood to happen, the sharks continued their charge and swam through the small gaps.

Lungs on the verge of bursting from the lack of oxygen, my mouth greedily took in air as my eyesight returned to what it was.

Pushing my head down under the water to fight the sharks that had returned to their natural habitat of the water since it was stupid to fight me on the water when they were more literally born in it.

Watching a shark slice through the surface of the water to bite at me, without thinking for a moment mana was sent to the Ram rune dragging me down.

Dragging me into the water my mind now recalling that I had such a rune burst into tons of ideas.

For example instead of increasing the weight of my legs and instead lightening them.

Quickly moving the flow of the ram rune to point upwards instead of downwards, it sort of worked when I felt my self tumble through the water at the sudden force pushing at me from underneath.

Following that, a searing pain assaulted my legs.

'Noted, don't fuck around with runes until I know more about them'

Noting the fact that it worked albeit painfully, I spun around in the water, blade in hand.

Gliding through the waves currents, I followed the push and pull of the ocean as my sword miraculously sliced through shark flesh.

Bisecting the creatures grey fins, it thrashed violently as they spiralled downwards.

Following that, ice exploded around me as sharks caught within them struggled on their way down.

The problem was that there was to many of them.

Breath gone once again in the short time frame that I was submerged under the water, I propelled myself upwards with the help of the shield of Cthulhu.

And I think I know which God to thank since just as I did, the ocean currents beneath me swelled in size as a tentacle the size of a thick stone pillar lashed at me.

And that was just the tip of the ice burg, taking a deep breath of air using the help of my very powerful lungs I plunged downwards and stared at the monstrosity lurking below.

Covered in the grey shark skin of well sharks the several tentacled beast stared at me with all six of its eyes.

Bursting out of the water propelled by several tentacles I dumbfoundedly stared at the creature even as it tried to snap me up with it's several rowed mouth of sharp teeth.

It definitely would've been painful to be caught in it.

I should know.

I was once in it.

Now as a sufficiient amount of time had passed by now, the commotion that I have created did not go unnoticed.

That and the monster reminscent of a megalodon was what did it.

From the distance I could hear unitelligible words being hollered across the deck as the port holes which were initially trash chutes got opened.

And from them, the gleaming round surface of cannons came out as they blasted the tentacled monstrosity back to the abyss.

No offense to the Fisherman.

Landing back onto the surface of the ship, I shivered as the coldness finally reached my bones and collapsed onto the ship.

Looking at the man get taken by the rest of the sailors, I couldn't help but notice one thing.

His limbs were perfectly fine as if nothing was wrong with them in the first place.

'What the hell?'

Staring dumbfoundedly at the old man that had an almost dead look on his face devoid of all blood.

I couldn't help but wonder what it meant when the words of the system sprung up into my face.

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I'm a skull Admiral now :D