When he woke up, he was already a ghost, lying on a floating island no bigger than a palm, surrounded by an endless sea of clouds.
While everyone else sweated to expand their shelters, collect fresh water, and salvage drifting wreckage, all he had to do was float up to reach the ruins of the Divine Kingdom.
With no body, no need for food or drink, and no fear of falling, he became the freest survivor in the sea of clouds.
Except he was already dead.
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Until one day, happily wearing his newly resurrected body, he passed by and heard someone roar in the distance, "Catch the number-one-ranked player! He must know where the Divine Kingdom is!"
He took one look and silently sped up into the sky.
"You can't catch me, can you? I can fly."
Theme: Living in the face of death
