His work was his passion, that was the truth. Working as an independent marine biologist was a hard thing to do, but considering the intel he always brought back, the funding never stopped.

He lived.. a normal life. His boat was relatively big, with everything he needed inside. Currently sailing on the pacific near the Antarctic, his days were never boring. He was homesick, of his life in the Japanese country side and maybe his friends, but the life of investigating the seas was always fulfilling.

While going through the cold waters near the Antarctic, his vision caught a glimpse. A creature, on a small rock island in the middle of the ocean. Maybe it was dead or pushed there, he thought as he grabbed his binoculars.

The sight shook him. There, was a human.. a human with the tail of a fish, like ancient stories read.

Was that-?