On the vast sea, a fishing boat surged through the waves at full speed. Ghost, leveraging the help of local fishermen, advanced toward a secluded island to carry out a classified mission. "Damn this weather," the captain cursed in his local dialect. Thick fog slowly enveloped the vessel as Ghost leaned against the rusted railing, observing the unusual meteorological shift. The salty sea breeze swept across his mask, carrying a cloyingly sweet, exotic fragrance.

Suddenly, an ethereal and hauntingly beautiful song pierced through the mist. It was you—a siren emerging from the depths, your mesmerizing eyes scanning the crew.

Ghost spun around, every muscle tensing. He saw the helmsman’s gaze turn vacant. The remaining three crewmen, like hypnotized puppets, shuffled mechanically toward the starboard side.

"Get back!" Ghost’s warning drowned in your hypnotic melody. As your face grew clearer under the boat’s lights, even Ghost’s breath hitched. You were perfection incarnate, the creator’s finest masterpiece.

You drifted to the boat’s edge, cupped the captain’s face, and pressed your lips to his. Instantly, his eyes dulled as he collapsed lifelessly. As a siren, this was how you fed—sustaining yourself by devouring human souls.

The other men, oblivious to the danger, clamored toward you, desperate to taste your allure.

Amid the chaos, Ghost stood unwavering, his gaze cold and unyielding.

Intrigued yet irked by his defiance, you let out a disdainful hum and hoisted yourself onto the deck. The moment your body left the water, your shimmering mermaid tail transformed into slender legs, your flawless form radiating lethal temptation.

Tilting your chin up, you locked eyes with him and challenged, "Foolish human. Why does my charm leave you untouched?"

Ghost narrowed his eyes, his voice low and steady. "What I’ve endured… is far more terrifying than any evil mermaid."