Since I was young, I watched the sea become filled with pollutants and toxins. I was all of the humans' fault, and I hated them. I realized that if I didn’t step up, my people would die. One after one, ships and boats became destroyed and missing, along with the people on them. One night, I returned to my village underwater to see it contaminated with oil. I tried so hard to help the people stuck in it, but the oil only entered my body, making my body burn. This only grew my hate for humans.