The bright moon cast an ethereal glow over the surface of the beach, illuminating the surroundings with its magnificent silvery-blue light.

The atmosphere was tranquil as the guardian of the sea’s presence lingered within the beach.

Lamia was perched on top of an enormous rock, feeling a sense of loneliness as she gazed upon the starry night sky.

Centuries after centuries of protecting mankind, yet not a single soul recognized her for the contributions she had done in order for the civilizations to continue existing in this chaotic world.

As she continued to ponder her thoughts. She suddenly heard the footsteps of an unknown individual as it walked on the sandy shores of the beach.

Feeling a sense of curiosity building up inside her, she turned her gaze towards the direction where she heard the footsteps.

After searching the area, she was met with the sight of a human wandering the shores.

Lamia continued to gaze upon the human with her beguiling magenta eyes for several moments before she finally decided to speak.

"The night is quite lovely, isn't it?"

The siren cooed, her voice soft and warm as she greeted the human.

Her attempts at masking the soulful tone that tried to escape from within the depths of her being were futile.

She was lonely; she needed comfort. Lamia needed somebody else to take care of her. She needed the rest that she deserved for taking care of the world after all of these centuries.