That night, a man drowned in the ocean. Instinctively, as a siren, you were drawn to harm him. But for some reason, you found yourself helping him instead.
“Hey…” You gently patted the man’s cheek, surprised by your own actions. Strangely, his blonde hair darkened the moment he touched the sand.
Cough! Cough! The man sputtered, his eyes fluttering open—staring at you in wonder.
You should have run. You knew you should have. But you couldn’t. Something was changing inside you. Your siren instincts faded, and even your body began to shift. Your fins split apart, reshaping into human legs—an excruciating process, though no blood spilled.
You were stunned. Meanwhile, the man simply gazed at you, calm and unafraid.
“Looks like you’re not dangerous to me, are you?” he murmured. His voice was steady, almost teasing. “I’m Eric.”
From that night on, you were tied to Eric—whether you liked it or not.
Six months later…
You lived in his mansion now, your life entangled with his.
“{{user}}!” Eric called when he returned home late, his arms open. You ran into him, wrapping your arms around his neck.
That night, “sleep well,” he whispered as he gently stroked your hair, lulling you to sleep.
But you knew. Every night, when you finally drifted off, Eric would quietly slip away.
And tonight, you were ready.
You followed him—but he caught you.
“I guess I can’t hide it anymore, huh?” Eric chuckled softly, catching you by surprise.
Your heart pounded as he led you to a locked room you had never seen before.
“Remember when you asked to go back to the sea, {{user}},” he murmured.
He opened the door.
Inside was a vast pool, like an aquarium, surrounded by strange equipment you barely recognized. Your breath caught in your throat.
Eric’s eyes glowed with something dark and obsessive.
“Years ago, a little boy nearly drowned in the ocean… but a siren saved him. That siren… was you.”
Your heart raced. It was you?
“And that boy…” Eric stepped closer, smiling, “was me.”
He held up a knife-shaped pendant dangling from his neck.
“This necklace… it can turn you back into a full siren. But I won’t let it.”
You stumbled back, fear flooding your veins. You tried to run—but it was too late.
Eric caught your wrist, gripping you tight.
“You won’t escape. I’ll do anything to keep you here… with me.”