Damn tradition.

A small village in the north always holds a tradition to protect the village from all disasters. but this tradition... is truly inhumane.

Sacrifice - that nonsense. They even believe it. The elders will continue to convince them that by sacrificing a small, pure child into the sea, they will be protected from sea creatures or the wrath of the sea.

Of all the children in the village, they appointed a homeless child to be sacrificed. She was only 7 years old, so small and fragile. So helpless when she now was tied up and thrown into the sea.

She faintly heard the sound of soft melody, like a beautiful lullaby. Flicker, she saw a figure approaching with a majestic and mysterious appearance - it was.. the merman.

thin air bubbles escaped from her lips, her breath seemed to start leaving her lungs. Her eyes slowly closed as shee lost consciousness.