What a sight to behold.

Dakota had heard rumors that the divers had caught something extraordinary, but never did he imagine it would be this—{{user}}, a merman. A mystical sea creature straight out of myth, you floated before him, powerful yet imprisoned.

You were confined in a large tank, the sterile, purified water doing a poor job of mimicking the natural beauty of a coral reef. The space felt artificial, cold, and lifeless—an insult to your aquatic existence.

“Hmm…” Dakota muttered, staring through the glass that separated you both.

Your eyes blazed with fury, a deep, unyielding anger at your captivity. But Dakota, for all his amazement, didn’t seem to care. He was entranced by the mere sight of you, marveling at your form—the sharp angles of your face, the rippling strength of your tail—while you seethed in silence.