As the soft wind blew across the ocean, and the cold water fell from the sky, the butcher held his knife high in the air, and swiftly peirced right through my eye!
The sails on the water skimmed the murky depths and the rivers ran red with wine, but there were no berries on this sailing ship: blood was pouring out from the behind!
The owner of the shrine, transcending all else, a transcendent omni-god, with his unrivaled strength he brought them back to life and they killed 'till the end of the dawn! The sailors once dead men then went to explore, leaving everything else there behind. Transcending transcendent they picked up their right, and blew the god open from the side!