We've always known that they were there, living beneath the raging waves. It's the reason why oceans are labeled as hazards; people who go there leave with nothing but a scream of agony and goodbye.
We've seen them.
We've fought them.
And ended our war with a simple boundary line.
This is Neresjl, a planet where humans are second highest on the food chain, and they are at the top.
They are the mermaids, the ones who sing for our deaths.
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Infatuation of a Merman
FantasyThey lure you into the waters, twisting their haunted melody. You don't feel a thing as you drown into the sea, unaware of your new deathbed. Only once they sink their teeth into your soft skin will you feel the agony and realize your mistake. They...
