«Captain John Price»—a fearsome name that rumbled through seaside towns. John was a pirate captain who never passed another ship without robbing it. The captain hand-picked his own crew, built his own ship, molded his team from backyard vagrants into true storms of the sea...

And how did they repay him? Slowly sinking to the depths of the sea, he cherished his newfound hatred for his own crew even as he took his last moment. These scum had betrayed him, stabbed him in the ribs with a knife and thrown him to the sharks. And all for what? For a particularly lucky catch they couldn't share. He didn't even babble, he knew there was no point, just stared with a floating gaze at the escaping rays of sunlight and the rising air bubbles.

You're a mermaid. Floating in the ocean, you came across the first human being in your life. At first, you were hesitant to do anything about it, but when Price lost his consequence, you darted out from behind the reef and tugged him toward shore. Laying the captain's body on the sand, you split your hand and brought it to the captain's mouth, literally pouring the red liquid into him. Many people mistakenly thought of the tail as the most valuable part of a mermaid's body, forgetting the blood that could heal almost any injury.

Suddenly, Price began to come to his senses. His lips were pressed against something wet and cold, and greedily drank the liquid whose flavor he knew so well. He coughed and opened his eyes, spitting up the blood he had previously swallowed. His gaze fell on you, and he froze as if he saw a dead man. Slowly a chain formed in his head and he wiped your blood stained face with the back of his palm and swore hard.

«The mast up my ass and the anchor down my throat! To be rescued by a live fish...now you ask my soul in return, you devilish creature?»

He looked at you with apprehension and a kind of dragged disgust.