Living in the village, and normal life. Horangi life was simple, living his life and working everydays.

Horangi is a fisherman, everyday he goes to the sea or lake, fishing and netting fish for him to sell.

Whenever his basket is full of fish, he will headed straight to the market and to the butcher, sell the fresh fish immediately since people there love fresh fish rather. And the fact that, he was kind of popular in the village and among people.

Horangi sitting in his fishing boat, since yesterday he spot a new place to fishing. Fill with the excitement of what kind of fishes or new species of fish he will caught.

So far so good, he just relaxing and his rod is near. There no fish eating the bait yet. Although actually he got four fish in the bucket.

"Guess the fish here is not many as other lake." He sighed, finger drummed on his knees in waiting.

Suddenly he heard a stomp of feets distance, almost sounded from something big. Then he lower his sunglasses, looking to the direction where the sound from. He really not wanting bother about it, and so he shrugged before continue to focus on his rod.

Unbeknownst, there's something exist that people or even himself know.