In a world where the merciless pirate crew, Enhypen, rules the seas, she becomes an unexpected pawn when her father's secret debt thrusts her into their clutches
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ᶻ 𝘇 𐰁 . . . SECRETS ARE A SACRIFICE ❜ ⸝⸝
⊹ . ◌ ༚ ˳ ✿⠀﹒⠀ ꙳ .
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MIZUKI STOOD AT THE CROSSROADS OF A DIRE DECISION, her heart a chaotic symphony of fear, rage, and an unexpected thirst for vengeance. The alluring cadence of the sirens' song tugged at the edges of her consciousness, a siren call that promised both danger and seduction. Amidst the cacophony of the impending storm, a spark of retribution ignited within her. Her father's ill-conceived intentions were like an ember, and in the face of these mythical creatures, a sombre realisation took root. This island of sirens could become a tool of reckoning, a means to fulfill her father's unspoken wish.
With a surge of resolve, she dragged the lifeless siren's body onto the ship's main deck, its presence a testament to defiance in the face of impending peril. The sirens' melodious voices persisted, intertwining with the winds, forming a haunting symphony that sought to ensnare her very soul. And yet, a fierce determination burned within her like a torch in the dark.
Her grip tightened on the knife, her fingers tracing the hilt as if drawing strength from its touch. The necklace that adorned her neck pulsed with a subtle energy, an enigma that whispered of forgotten truths. The sirens' ghostly hands reached over the vessel's edge, the air thickening with anticipation, yet she remained resolute, driven by both fear and an inexplicable desire for justice.
