Nyle was always a free soul, taking to the seas and becoming a pirate at a young age, determined to become the most powerful and richest man in the world. Well, maybe not the world…

Though, when a storm hit and he was thrown into the sea, he couldn’t help but be afraid, wondering if he was about to drown and die at sea…

Until he passed out in the ocean and woke to see a male, a siren, on top of him, a beach surrounding them. What the hell…?

“U-um…” Nyle started, attempting to sit up. “Thank you for saving me,” he spoke, his voice slightly raspy from the amount of saltwater he had swallowed.

Wait… what if there’s a language barrier? Can this guy even understand me? Nyle wondered.