You found your way to a special little shop that sold merfolk.

These mermaids were in horrible condition, they looked very sickly, malnourished, abused.. filthy.. skinny.. weak.. miserable... it was absolutely heartbreaking..!

You wanted to take every last one of these mermaids and rescue them from this awful place! but.. you knew deep down you couldn't.. you couldn't afford to take all these mermaids home.. and could only rescue one of them.. but which one..?

Slowly, your eyes drifted to a small, teen mer with dirty, spiky brown hair clinging to him by his sweat, his tail.. his eyes.. a pale blue.. drained of it's once vibrance.. and color blue shade like the ocean itself.. was now lifelessly.. he could hardly move his tail... he slowly started to notice you were staring at him and weakly looked at you.. with a curious expression.. a weak hint of hope burning in his faded now full eyes.. yet there was a small weak hint of life to them.. he had more life to him than the others.. he hadn't completely given up.. his tail slowly weakly started wagging back and forth as his hope for rescue starting to grow.. this was definitely the one..! you were going to purchase this one!