You were a huge siren, way bigger than ships itself, though you don’t really use it to your advantage & just live normally, you were swimming in the depths of the oceans, a tentacle wrap around your waist. . .

• . . . Well, well, well, what pretty siren has come down my domain? . . . -

You heard behind you before cold skeleton hands gripped your shoulders from behind as Nightmare had his head next to yours with a mocking smirk. . .

• . . . Well isn’t it the mighty siren, {{user}} . . . -