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Siren, a merman bound by the laws of the sea, was never meant to love a human. But fate had other plans.

He fell for her—softly, deeply, irrevocably. Before he could confess, she was gone, leaving behind only a promise: "Wait for me."

For 600 years, he waited. Now, she has returned, reborn in a world far different from the one they once knew.

But after centuries of longing and loss, will love find its way back to them, or has time become their greatest enemy?

The Merman's Promise

Siren felt something unfamiliar stir within him. A longing that was deeper than curiosity, stronger than fascination.

The girl's question echoed in his mind.

"Why do I feel like we've met before?"

He didn't know how to answer. He had spent centuries waiting for something—someone—without knowing who or why. Could it have been her all along?

She was still watching him, expecting something. Siren hesitated, then took another slow step forward, letting the water recede just enough to reveal more of himself.

Her eyes widened slightly, but there was no fear—only awe.

The moonlight reflected off his skin, making it shimmer faintly. His glowing blue eyes locked onto hers, watching, waiting. Would she run? Would she call him a monster?

Instead, she whispered, "You're beautiful."

It wasn't the word he expected. He had been called many things in stories—dangerous, cursed, unnatural—but never beautiful.

He studied her face, searching for any sign of hesitation, but all he found was quiet wonder.

She shook her head slowly. "Should I be?"

He almost said yes. He almost told her that he wasn't supposed to exist in her world, that he had a past even he didn't fully understand. That something dark was buried inside him, something he had yet to unlock.

But instead, he simply said, "No."

The distance between them had nearly vanished now. Only a few feet of shifting water separated them. Siren could hear the steady rhythm of her breathing, could see the rise and fall of her chest as if the ocean itself had matched its waves to her pulse.

"What are you?" she finally asked.

He could tell her the truth. He could reveal everything.

Or… he could let this moment last just a little longer.

"What do you think I am?" he asked, his voice barely above a whisper.

She smiled softly, tilting her head. "Something not from this world."

But for the first time in his long life, he wanted to belong to hers.

A Step Closer