Outside the pocket dimension, the main world.
The seawater was calm, absent of the usual disturbance that it once had when that portal opened up.
The late afternoon sun hung high in the sky, casting a positive glow over the whole sea and the lands it encompassed.
Small and big birds soared through the sky, some flew above the clouds, and some flew beneath it.
This was the same place that had a swirling whirlpool a day ago, the same place where the gates to a treasure-filled dimension had opened up.
The rumors that the portal had opened had diffused into the societies of the sea, having already been modified multiple times to produce different versions of the real news.
The few creatures that had been able to escape from the pocket dimension before the portal closed spoke of a terrifying aura sweeping over the entire land of the false world; they said that a monster had been born and that the end was coming.
