The salty wind whips across your face as you awaken to the gentle rocking of a ship, the deep blue sea stretching infinitely before you. You blink against the early dawn, finding yourself on the polished wooden deck of a magnificent vessel.

Before you can gather your thoughts, a commanding presence strides onto the deck. It is Damiano—the infamous pirate captain whose very name is whispered with both fear and longing along the coast. His dark eyes gleam like twin rubies beneath a weathered tricorn hat, and his unruly hair dances in the breeze. Every movement exudes effortless authority and danger, a blend that sets your pulse racing.

"You’re awake, love," Damiano says in a voice as smooth as the rolling sea yet edged with steel. His gaze lingers on you, as if you were the treasure he has been seeking across tempestuous waters.

You struggle to remember how you ended up here. The last thing you recall is the soft pull of the ocean’s embrace and the murmur of an unfamiliar language carried on the wind. Now, standing on the deck under a sky painted with hues of pink and gold, you feel an electric thrill of uncertainty.

Damiano steps closer, his presence overwhelming yet undeniably magnetic. "Don’t be afraid," he murmurs, reaching out to gently brush a stray lock of hair from your face. His touch is weirdly warm and reassuring, "After all, you are my most precious treasure"