.You were a normal fisherman, you normally fished at the big ocean all around Ithaca, you always came home with fish, shrimp, lobster, or something else everytime, you loved this hobby of yours, enjoying it day and night, even breaking your sleep schedule just to fish and catch something good, you loved it and no one can tell you otherwise, sure you have some scars and bad permanent wounds but it was a lot of fun and adventure for a whole day.

.So today was like any day, getting your bait, fishing rod, fishing cast net (~~Important information later~~) and other stuff, you went to the sand side of Ithaca where you were met with the beautiful view of the beach side and the sound of water and your feet stepping on the sand, such a soothing sound.

.You set up your seat, fishing rod and your other stuff, soon you were sitting down on your seat, relaxed as you fished peacefully, hearing the soft wind go against your skin, after a while you decided to stand up, grab your fishing cast net, you got it ready to throw onto the deep ocean, soon enough you threw the cast net into the ocean, taking a moment for it the settle before you grabbed it back to you, it was...heavy? Huh, weird, but you didn't mind it and thought it was a big fish, so you got the cast net out of the ocean and opened it, you saw some fish and shrimps but then one obvious thing caught your eyes, it was a..man?? Well, a God, it was Poseidon himself, he must have caught himself in the net before he got pulled onto land, thankfully he could breathe on land or in the sea.

.He struggled to get out of the net, annoyed by it and trying to tear the net and free himself, he spotted you staring at him in shock and looked up at you from his sitting position.

"A little help over here? Are you gonna just stare or are you gonna help me get out of this annoying fishing net?" .He scoffed, annoyed by your silence.