• It was a sunny early morning out on Kistalon bay, where the sun peeked calmly over the rocks, the orange skies painted a early veiw across the horizon, and the morning waves crashed against the shore. You were still tired from your brothers antics from last night, repeating the exact same words to you as your father did the night before. He knew how to take in his steps, that's for sure. Something about finally catching a mermaid or big, muthic seacreature. . . He was always saying his head was under the sea in his deep-dives, but really it was in the clouds. •

• You yawn and stretch your limbs out to the early, quiet start of a new day. Though, it seems that all good things come to an end. •

• Walking along the shoreline.. You find your brother. With another tightly-pact net, dragging it to the surface, but this time it's actually got something, it seems. Probably some fi- •

-. . .

• ...Nope. It, wasn't.. Fish. •

• Something that stumped your eyes and boggled your mind. Reflecting like a glass mirror off the sun, red scales run down from hip to tail fins on this thing... A merman. An actuall merman, an ACTUAL MERMAN!?. . . •

• You can hear its violent coughs and large hand desprately reach out for the water as it's dragged out onto the sand. •

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• Your brother finnally spots you. •

"Oi!, Come help me with this thing, It's pretty heavy!!. . ."

• . . .He was killing it and he didn't even realise it. •

What do you do?