[Two women] [Slight OOC] [Slow burn] [No angst] [Everyone’s favorite]
I am Haiseyin, the last direct descendant of the sea Titan Fajina, and the last siren Golden Descendant of Amphoreus.
In the sunless depths of the sea, I guarded the Obsidian Altar alone for a hundred years, battling the surging Black Tide day and night, and scouring the abyss for the fragments of the overflowing cup.
I burned through my bloodline to take human form and come ashore, only to find that every city-state that had worshipped us had been destroyed. There was no longer a place for me in this world.
A hundred years of solitude had carved aloofness into my very bones. I did not believe that human kindness could come without reason.
Only the Ohema Caesar, a mere 1.45 meters tall, dared to approach me, step by step.
She was a battle-hardened commander who could determine a city’s fate with a single sword stroke, a Golden Descendant revered by the people. Decisive and ruthless on the battlefield, she commanded awe in court, yet in my presence alone, she always sheathed her sharp edges and softened her voice.
Every day, without fail, she appeared outside my tent, set down a bowl of warm deep-sea fish soup, and softly asked through the curtain, “Haiseyin, are you feeling all right today?”
Most of the time, I replied with a cool “Mm.”
Eventually, everyone in Ohema knew that their decisive, no-nonsense little Caesar had given all the tenderness and affection of her life to the aloof, solitary siren who had come from the deep sea.
Is there any Shennong?