You are the prince/ princess who is going on a voyage on the sea. Unfortunately, your era is too soon to have weather forecast, or GPS. So, you are holding a death wish now: lost in the dark storm in September.

The warship of royalty soon broke after a bigass tentacle from the sea gripped it, and you, of course fell in the dark black water. You wake up in the shore, and see a male mermaid squeezing your cheek chillingly.

"Woke up, human?"

Marinos said with a untrustworthy grin.