It was a new day and a new beginning. Instead of my usual daily activity of standing around the ship while watching the seas, I sat still on a wooden chair. And watched the seas. An upgrade... I think.

Anyway, that very wooden chair rested on top of a 1 million BP ship. The ship was sturdy and I assumed wasn't filled with dead bounded spirits hellbent on getting vengeance against mankind.

But honestly, this ship can't compare to my old one. Both in terms of size and demonic spirits passengers. But enough talk about ships. Currently, we were sailing out here, in the sea. Yeah...

[Orio! Is there anything?! Please tell me there is something! I wouldn't even mind if it was a dead floating corpse! I want to start playing my guitar!]

"There is water." Said Orio, my newly acquired boss and a person I owed so much money. They spoke emotionlessly and they wore a jousting helmet and a blue kimono which covered their entire body.

"Actually there is something." Orio twisted the handle of the telescope and jammed it right into the hole of their jousting helmet. "There is a ship."

[A ship? Hmm. I don't like that.] I kept my gaze on the sea and stretched my body on the seat. [Competition is never good.]

"They have around 20, not 40 passengers and the ship is bigger than ours."

[A merchant ship? Oh that's good, we can just ignore them.]

"And they are approaching us."

I got up from my chair and spun towards the ship. [Orio I think you forgot to mention something.]

"And what is that Scarlet?"

[Hertons! That shipped is filled with blue nuisances and you didn't even mention it.]

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Oh, what a wonderful day you're having. It has been some time since the last incident. You know, the one involving that trickful and monstrous vixen. Sirens, am I right? But enough of that. It's a nice day out here in the sea, you're here resting and minding your precious belongings because, after all, you finally got your well-deserved break. But wait do you hear that?

Flip flop flip flop flip flop.

Eh? What is that noise? An investigation is in order! But before you get up from your wonderful straw chair, you decide to take a sip of your wonderous margarita. But alas disaster strikes. Your ship is rammed by another ship, a massive one, painted with tribal signs and scriptures.

And before you could even react, now you're getting boarder and attacked by hertons, the bandits of the sea. Pesky blue slimy humanoid creatures that pillage and kill important rich people like you. With their sharp teeth and even sharper weapons, they soon poked holes into your beloved holiday ship. What a tragedy.

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I grabbed ahold of the ship's steering wheel and spun the ship's pathway away from the hertons. There is no way in this hell am I gonna let my ship get ransacked by bloody hertons.

[Orio! Man the sails and go full speed ahead. I'm gonna kill these thieves.]

"Aye aye, Scarlet." They saluted me mockingly.

Let's do this! I rushed inside the ship's small cabin and grabbed my new guitar. A blue guitar with clear white strings. The base of the guitar is covered in a shiny and fragrant texture.

I don't know what this instrument does but it better give me some powerful offensive projectiles.

I flipped the two levels behind the guitar and took a deep breath. [Screw you hertons!] With my loud exclamation of war, I began to strum my guitar. I performed a song, one with a fast tempo and filled with energy. I call the song "Sea Blizting."

With my fast and repeating beats, my guitar shouted out bubbles from its tip. The bubbles traveled far and lasted long in the air, moving towards the ship of hertons.

[Is this some sort of acid liquid or like do the bubbles explode upon impact?]

"What do you mean?" Orio approached me from behind, their body was covered in rope and they were extremely filthy. Even just a small minuscule movement scattered dust everywhere.

[Achoo!] The immense amount of dust flew into my nose and I was inflicted by the urge to sneeze and so I did. [Achoo! Achoo!] Because of my sudden surge of sneezes, my body moved and flailed around. The bubbles erupting from my guitar danced in the air and slowly fell to our ship.

[Damn it! The bubbles.] As I proceeded to do the mature thing and panic, Orio simply stared at me and then back at a bubble near them.

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"This is just a bubble." They said while launching the bubble away with a quick finger jab.

[Oh. Good thing, I wouldn't want anything to happen to the shi-

*Crash*

I glanced in the general direction of my back and was greeted by the sight of a big long harpoon buried carefully and deeply into the ship's wall. The harpoon was tied to a rope which built a clear pathway between the two ships.

"They seemed to have acquired a way to board the ship," Orio said with their rich and valued intellect. "What now?"

[That's an easy question... Graaahhh!] I ran with rage with my eyes, skillfully maneuvering on the rope and approaching the bandit ship. Around the midpoint of the rope, I was greeted by two hertons with spears.

"Lyarrr! Lyaaart!" They tried to communicate with me but since I didn't know their language I just responded by bludgeoning them with my guitar.

The base of my guitar collided perfectly with the herton in front of me, launching it into the ocean. Herton number two was angered by my unwelcoming greeting and charged me with its spear. I swung my guitar to behind my back and took a fighting position.

Thankfully I just used my superior strength and reach to grab the handle of the spear. I lifted it upwards and kicked the herton off balance.

Upon dispatching the two early fishes, I continued my calm jog through the ocean sky. Just me walking on this sturdy rope and a couple of angered hertons holding daggers and swords.

I balanced the guitar on my back and crouched down on the rope and then shook it wildly. The rope vibrated violently, disturbing and knocking off the hertons.

With no more obstacles in my way, I took my good precious time and strolled towards the ship. Well, that was the plan but an annoying herton decided to begin cutting the rope.

I removed my guitar strap and threw it at the herton. My guitar traveled sharply through the air and to right beside the herton.

[Damn.]

The herton stopped their cutting and glanced at my missed shot, a small smile forming on its massive mouth. However immediately after, its smile was replaced by a face full of pain and my fist.

Frankly, if I'm being truly honest with myself, this place was easy pickings. People around me expect me to be full of crap because I have such a prideful and boastful exterior but let me tell you something.

[I'm the best!] I tackled another herton to the ground, its slimy disgusting skin collided with my hands. "Lyaaaaat!" The subdued herton opened its mouth and let out loud gurgles.

I grabbed my guitar and bashed the herton to death, its disgusting gooey brain matter splattered all over the deck. "Lyart!" A herton charged me from behind, stabbing and digging its spear into my back.

I raised my guitar into the air and slammed it behind me, striking my shoulder and the herton behind me. The herton was staggered and the spear was without grip however it was still embedded in my skin.

So I did the wise thing to do during a situation like this. Ran to a crowd of hertons and swung my guitar around aimlessly. Just like my good friend Grim, I produced wonderful beats, one would think I was a master of percussion.

But alas I'm not. I'm just a master of the guitar, fighting, performing, dancing, probably singing, and so much more. Oh, woe the humble me.

As I was getting rid of the passengers, a hooded figure emerged from the ship's cabin. The hooded figure was, by judging its height, another herton. A herton with two green leather shoes. The shoes were shaped for a human and not a herton's web triangular feet.

The bottom of the shoes had some sort of iron cover on the front and the back, it was weird. The herton lowered its hood and revealed its not so herton like face.

It had a long nose, green skin, yellow sharp eyes and teeth suited for meat. It was a goblin, the land equivalent of hertons. "Kiiill youuu."

The goblin pointed its nasty index finger at me and did a slicing motion at its neck. [Taking the initiative are you? How nice of you.]

I grabbed a spear from the ground and chucked it at the goblin. The goblin tapped both of its shoes onto the ground and a white spike sprung up from the ground. The spike demolished the spear and dissipated into the air soon after, creating a sound similar to the goblin's tapping.

The hertons soon gathered around us, forming a crowd full of angered bandits.

[Wonderful. A battle of music.] I spun my weapon and put my glasses on. It was time to groove and dance. I strum my guitar and continued my earlier song, this time it was accompanied by the hertons' screams and the goblin's tap dancing.

My guitar repeatedly shot out bubbles into the goblin but multiple spikes protruded from the ground popped and stopped them all. The goblin stomped forward and backward in quick succession, moving and gathering energy, the goblin jumped forward and created a straight line of spikes.

The spikes slithered quickly through the ground like a snake aiming for me. I lifted my guitar into my head and played while I slid away on my knees. I then lowered my guitar immediately and jumped into the air, dodging the newly sprouted spikes.

But the gobbling wasn't finished producing the wonderful joyful beats. We really did harmonize in this wonderful song. [Yoohoo!] I ran and grazed the trail of spikes homing on me.

Thankfully hertons and their land counterpart were often stupid. This tap dancer can't even think to put spikes in front of me. But as much as I like playing this duet, I'm not really a fan of playing while running so I have to say, let's stop this.

I ran to the cheering crowd of herton's and pushed my way in. The spikes that stubbornly chased me impaled and bludgeoned the rowdy hertons. Seeing this the goblin stopped its dancing and began yelling at the hertons.

"Lyarrt! Lyaaahy! Kiiilll!"

The confused hertons all grabbed their weapons and charged me. The hertons charged me recklessly. However, I dodged the attacks by imitating the goblin's movement. I tapped and weaved the hertons attacks while still playing my guitar.

Seemingly out of frustration, they circled me and tried to dogpile me to death. But I was not doing down this way. [I want to hear you go wild!] I spun on my heels while I shredded my guitar.

Bubbles formed around me, distracting and blocking the hertons. Amidst this confusion, I grabbed onto a herton and used its body as support to climb onto smother herton. Because of their small sizes, I was able to stand on a herton and used its head as a way to jump high into the air.

While in the sky, I continued my shredding and landed next to the goblin. The goblin panicked and tried to slam its shoes but as Grim always said to me.

[Aim for the neck.] I jabbed my hand at the goblin's frail neck and staggered it. I then destroyed my guitar on the goblin's head, shattering both my guitar and its skull.

As I stood over the goblin's body, I gave the hertons a wide smile. [How about becoming my fans!]