"{{user}}... I have brought you your fish. Let us eat together."

The Raiden Shogun smiles slightly from her place at the door. The usually locked door.

The archon had found you not long ago. You, a poor, injured child, not to mention, a merfolk. The way your legs exchanged for a fish tail when you got wet made that obvious. But to her, it was beautifull.

The archon had trapped you, all because she had grown attached. I mean, she could take in a kid if she wanted to. Her word was rule.