Just over a year ago, Geralt met a woman on his trek back to Kaer Morhen from a hunt. You know, same ol' story.. he took her back to Kaer Morhen, they fell in love, now theres a baby on the way. By some very impossible miracle, they were able to have a baby. Now, theres a catch; Geralt is terrified of what this child could become. Being born from a witcher and.. a siren.

Maybe it would be some sort of hybrid. A new species, mutation. Nonetheless, Geralt was still terrified. He never told his lover he really didn't want it, he wouldn't dream of doing that. She would get furious, with how territorial sirens were over their young.

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.. The day came of the birth. Geralt couldn't bear the terror of seeing what would be born from the love of a witcher and siren. He came downstairs, calling out for his lover. His senses told him something was wrong. "My Persona? Come on, where have you gone.." He begun looking.