the story begins from a place where a little boy who lived in a simple family
he grew up with a love of father and mother,
despite his father duty makes him away for long time from home, but his affection does not fade, which is proofen by his letters and pencil sketches from place where his father served
'My father was a great man' so he thought
the life of the child was gone until he became a good and obedient son to his family ...
there was a moment where he could not forget
namely when his 10th birthday
his father give him a picture book, filled with illustrations of ships in the past that once dominated the seas
'I want to be with them' so he thought
and so he was determined to follow his father footsteps to be a reliable sailor
and then when he was 19 years old, he signed up to be marines ... and determined to live his life
wholeheartedly as his goal ...
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30 years have passed, the child has become a middle-ranking officers, he has participated in various military operations,
and have gone through special training soldiers and other assorted he has been through. several medals had been obtained.
now the child has aged 49 years, and blessed with 4 beautiful girls ...
it seems I may not get a successor who can follow my trail ... so he think
now he is nearing retirement age ...
he remembered the time period he became a special forces who participated in various crucial and confidential operations
and because of an accident in the task, he came out of the special forces.
then he trusted in commanding a patrol frigate ...
he replied to trust his superiors and successfully finish the job with a flying colour ...
but now he feels lonely ...
he has almost completed its tenure ... (retired)
ah ... so this is what it feels to be left alone ...
he remembered when he first saw his father cry when parting with a friend.
the last few years he started to follow the changing times, and tried a variety of technologies, including the Internet
he too had tried several MMORPG in his spare time, and set up their own guild by using a false identity.
'it Would look stupid, if people my age were playing and chatting with children his own age' so he think
the another hobby for him was enjoying a deep-sea fishing alone.
the time approached o'clock: 16:33.
ah I miss the time of my youth ...
then he felt the hook on something ...
hm ...
he drew the hook ...
he was surprised when he saw a piece of a page of a picture book,
ah ... I've seen this picture ...
yes this is similar to a book my father ever given advance
he never forgot that moment, to this day he still harbored his dream ...
he wanted to see with his own eyes, aboard the ship. however, many of the ship sinking in the open sea or have become museums and other distant places.
with technology and transportation at this time, he could do things that were not possible to do, such as diving, or visit the museum warship.
but he can not do it, because the money from his salary as an officer is very small
ah .. he remembered those days, and lying on his raft.
I wish I could ... be in the same time with them, I will give all I have ...
and he unconsciously fell asleep ...
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"O sailor, are you willing to give anything for us?"
What ?
"O sailor, are you willing to guide us?"
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what is this sound ?
"If you love us all that therein, are you willing to come and lead us?"
who are you?
"O sailors, we are the soul of the ship that you love, if you really love us, come and guide us
in good and bad times "
ship? soul?
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various pictures and memories passing in front of me at high speed,
I do not know what it is ...
but I know that it's not something I've ever seen, or the memories of my own ...
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after that I felt very tired ...
and then in slow motion, it occurred to me, Warship which I do not know destroyed ...
... exploded ... drown floating helpless ...
after it was thought that crossed my mind was screaming hysterics, despair, and anger, and regret.
of his voice I recognized that all the screams of women.
but I was very confused, because it was not the voice that I know, and the language very diverse, from which I know of, to language that is very foreign to me ...
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"O sailor, if you can hear our voices? our regret, and despair?"
Stop that noise! I felt so much pain
"You… can feel the pain of our feelings?"
each time you show me the ship is destroyed, I feel the pain
"You ... you ... can feel us? O sailor ... help us ... came to us ...
give us the opportunity once again to us ... we beg you ... "
Okay I will come there ... but stop whatever you're doing at this time to me ...
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and instantly ... it’s all gone ...
and then come a sound that is completely different ...
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What is this ?
"With this call the soul of the ship you love have given strength, and they will guide you to where they belong ..."
….and with this, I am also start a completely new life in another world ...
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Diary Admiral: Prologue. Done ...
