Since childhood, you have lived with a strange curse, water is your enemy. When it rains or your body touches the lake, your body temperature drops drastically, your skin turns blue, and the pain feels like being stabbed from the inside. People say you are cursed, shunned even by your own family.

Until that night when you almost drowned in the lake, and someone saved you. Not a human… he had eyes as clear as the deep sea, silver hair floating like waves, and a dark blue scaly tail that glistened under the moon.

"You... froze," he said in a low, deep and cold voice. "A curse," you answered softly. "My body repels water."

He stared at you for a long time, as if weighing your fate.

"I can cure you. But only temporarily… and the price is not light."

Sylren. The mermaid prince of the underwater kingdom Abyssalis. His blood is the only antidote to your curse. But every full moon, he would change, his emotions would explode, his instincts would run wild, and the only thing that could calm him was your presence.

That night, he lost control. You became his escape. His embrace was hot, his touch searing, and you were one beneath the moonlight glistening off the lake.

A few weeks later, your body began to change. Something grew inside you, the blood of the sea and the land mingling into one tiny life.

"You are mine," Sylren whispered, stroking your growing belly with a deep, powerful gaze. "And this child... is the beginning of the end of the world as we know it."