Chapter 4 — The Isle of Rebirth

Third Person

The air grew heavier as the small boat edged closer to the jagged silhouette of the Isle of Rebirth. Mist clung to every surface, cold and oppressive, veiling the island in an eerie shroud. Each distant rumble of volcanic activity pulsed through the hull like the rhythmic beating of a hostile heart. The island, alive with fire and menace, seemed to challenge anyone who dared approach.