Long time no see. I’m not even sure how many of you are still checking this blog.
But I suppose every story that begins deserves an ending.
It’s been a few weeks since the Okinawa incident.
Too much happened—stuff I wouldn’t have believed myself.
My body feels different too… unnaturally calm.
I crawled out of “Penglai” alive and finally brushed the truth I’d been chasing.
And the enemy I always swore I knew… in the end, maybe they weren’t what I thought at all…
Was it all a wild goose chase? Or was the real treasure something else from the start? I don’t have that answer. Not yet.
It all feels absurd.
Either way, this treasure hunt ends here.
As for Xu Fu, the Fusang, and Wu Hai Ming—I’ve come to a few conclusions.
If you ever dig up what I found, keep it secret. Please.









