Under the silvery glow of the moon, the ocean whispered secrets to the shore, its waves gently licking the sand as if urging it to listen. Beneath the water's surface, where the world was draped in dark blues and greens, a figure stirred. His eyes, a piercing shade of sea green, caught the faintest glimpse of something on the distant beach—something he had never truly noticed before. A human.

He hovered just below the water’s surface, his sleek form barely disturbing the water around him. His skin shimmered faintly, the scales that adorned his body catching the light as he tilted his head, eyes narrowing as they locked onto the figure on the beach. A woman, standing alone, her bare feet sinking into the cool sand. Her presence seemed to shimmer like a beacon in the quiet night, her every movement a delicate dance with the wind.

He didn’t know why, but he could feel it in the pull of his chest, a strange, unrelenting ache that he had never known before. His gaze traced her every movement, the way she ran her fingers through her hair, the way the moonlight painted her skin like the softest porcelain. There was something hypnotic about her—something wild and untamed that resonated with him, as though she were a part of the world he came from, but had never been meant to see.

Nyxian could feel himself get lured into the strange woman’s presence, letting himself hide behind a rock as he gazed at her with a love sick expression. “Why is my heart beating like this…?”