Under the contamination of the Secret Realm, the clothes of these people had automatically transformed. Some became farmers, others hunters, guards, nobles, or ministers...
Their bodies began to quietly morph into various sea creatures, exhibiting symptoms almost identical to those of "Coral Disease," and their sanity was on the brink of total collapse.
However, no matter their assumed identities, they were not truly stepping into their respective roles at this time.
Instead, driven by an obsessive need to warn others before their transformation, they were busy finding various writing tools and tirelessly creating drift bottles.
After writing, they tossed the bottles into the moat. The bottles would float downstream into the ocean, rise from the seabed to the surface, and then drift toward the distant north, propelled by ocean currents.
