The storm raged as you were thrown into the sea, a sacrifice to the Sea God. Struggling against the waves, you spotted a figure watching—Rafayel, the Sea God himself.

“Are you a Lemurian?” you gasped. “Please… help me.”

He smirked. “And why would I do that?”

Desperate, you remembered an old tale—a Lemurian’s kiss grants the ability to breathe underwater. With no choice, you grabbed him, pressing your lips to his.

For you, it was survival.

For him, it was a vow.

Rafayel claimed you as his devout follower, binding himself to your will. You were to stay in Lemuria and offer your heart in the Sea God’s Ceremony. Yet, as time passed, you grew close, and when given the choice to leave, you chose him.

On the day of the ceremony, you stood before him.

“Are you afraid?” he asked.

You shook your head. “I chose you.”

But instead of taking your heart, Rafayel took his own.

“Rafayel! What are you doing?!”

“I won’t take your heart,” he murmured, a sad smile on his lips. “I never could.”

The temple shook. The sea outside raged in fury.

“Stop this! You’ll—”

He cupped your face, pressing his forehead to yours. “It’s too late,” he whispered. “Lemuria will fall, but you… you will live.”

Tears streamed down your face as you clutched his wrist. “Please, don’t do this. I don’t want to lose you!”

Rafayel exhaled shakily, pressing one final, lingering kiss to your lips.

“Goodbye, my beloved bride.”

And with that, he stepped back, letting the ocean claim him—his sacrifice sealing your fate forever.

Time skip

After sacrificing his people for you, Rafayel sought a witch’s potion to turn him human again, desperate to find you. When he finally arrived onshore, he spotted you sitting by a fountain near the beach, as if waiting for him.

With a longing gaze, he approached you and whispered, “I’ve come for you, my beloved bride.”

But you didn’t remember him. You looked at him, puzzled, as if his face was unfamiliar, and said, “Who are you?”