The Roar Of The Ocean
Blames
Wh why?
"Why am I still alive?"
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...The Roar of the Ocean...
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"Hosh.." long breath and the rest of the seawater that can no longer be processed out of the gill gap. The sea is welcoming for the first time.
Indah~ inner figure. Waking up from a long sleep.
The fish can be seen swimming to and fro, this makes the figure rise from a lying position to half sit on the surface of the sand; in the shallow sea. Right next to it there are so many coral reefs with some marine biota.
"Beautiful.." he muttered, again praising the magnificent sight that welcomed his vision. A sweet smile then appeared, when he found the shells and snails interacting with each other in harmony.
"Dad!" call someone who made it.
A siren figure with a very beautiful tail, dominated by emerald color seems to be swimming approaching.
The owner of Ana's name smiled, she then spread her hands wide—welcomed the figure with a warm embrace.
Without needing to take a long time, the two creatures were now already hugging each other. Swim around in circles with a face full of love. Rest assured, the fish who see their affection must be envious. Looks like a very happy couple, they commented if they could talk.
Ana laughed loosely, draping her hands tightly while saying.
"Stop!" he started to feel dizzy but still showed a happy face.
"pedian—!" continued Ana again, calling the name of the creature who was hugging very fast then inviting her to swim in circles among the fish.
The corner of his lips lifted, also creating an eyes smile on his face. She stops bringing Ana around swimming, at the request of the woman herself.
Ana heaved a sigh of relief, she then leaned—right on one of the shoulders of the comedian. Applying to the figure of half the fish. Believe it or not, it looks so beautiful.
"I miss you." whispered Ana.
As he stroked the head, Osedian replied.
"me too... Ana..."
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"What happened to Ilda?!" the comedian jerks, his eyeballs tremble. He really felt half frightened and the other half confused, just like Ilda.
The horrifying sight before their eyes looked like a massacre.
Gluey!
Ilda swallowed a rough salivary. Without hesitation he then walked towards a body covered in human blood, followed by the comedian who tried to climb by dragging his large tail using the strength of both hand muscles.
"Ana?" the comedian muttered, calling out the name of the figure who was bathed in blood in the corner of the cave. He's unconscious, in a pretty bad position.
"Ma..." Ilda muttered, again swallowing the coarse saliva. The man guessed—
"He tried to kill himself" he said.
The deg!
The comedian's heart seemed to stop beating for a while when he heard the words that Ilda said. Shaking in disbelief, he took pains to get close to Ana's body. His only partner.
Clutching the unconscious body into a warm embrace, while checking each inch of the body—batin coedian said; where did Ana get hurt?!
Where did all the fresh blood come from?
Until Ilda realized, one important thing was missed. The man covered his mouth with an expression of disbelief, he knew! Ilda knew why Tivana's body was clean from the wound.
"pedian!" Ilda called, on the figure of a friend who still displayed a panicked face while trying to look for wounds on Tivana's body in order to be healed.
"pedian!!" call Ilda again, inevitably the owner of the name turned his head. She was ready to cry when her subconscious began to say that she was separated from Tivana.
Realizing the negative aura of the comedian Ilda mindlessly pointed at something, he then said—
"You didn't see?! Tivana has been perfectly transformed into a Siren!" he pointed at the beautiful peach-colored tail that was covered with a lot of blood.
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"It makes sense... Why Tivana survived when she tried to kill herself, it was because her body had turned perfectly into a Siren." explained Ilda, swimming around the figure of Tivana who was in the arms of his friend. comedians.
The color of human blood had already disappeared, fusing with the sea water.
the comedian agrees. It turns out that when Tivana tried to kill herself, the woman had turned completely into a siren just like her. No wonder the woman did not have a single piece of gaping wound on the body, clearly the cell regeneration ability possessed by the Siren nation was the one who saved Tivana.
"But why did Ana attempt suicide?" the comedian asked himself, hearing that made Ilda sigh deeply.
Is this friend innocent or stupid?
"Do you know why I'm holding you back, comedian? When we hear Tivana roaring so loud."
the comedian glanced, damn it! The mind of the creature slowly became chaotic. Instead of pondering Ilda's question he blamed the actions that figure did. If only he had not been held underwater and had directly followed Tivana when he heard the grim screams that—maybe he could have prevented Tivana from attempting suicide.
Noticing the unfriendly glances cast by the comedian on her, the corner of Ilda's lips twitched. Irritated.
Do not want to be rebuked explicitly Ilda also chose to return to voice. Before the comedian rampages and then invites him to fight in the open ocean again.
"I said! Tivana WAS AFRAID of you— back then! Don't you understand the comedian?!"
Veins of the neck are visible, the comedian displays an angry expression. With cruelty he replied.
"Indeed why? Why is Ana so scared of me?" the comedian asked back, suppressing his anger by tightly hugging Tivana's unconscious body. He assumed, there was not a single action that he did excessive—so that makes Tivana should feel afraid, threatened or the like. Even the comedian to the point of hearing Tivana call out her name again, isn't that progress? Where the comedian taste Tivana began to receive the presence of the creature half fish.
Wanting to pat hard on the forehead of the comedian, that's what Ilda felt for now. He's moaning. How else should Ilda speak so that this scaly figure of emerald in front of him understands?
"Whatever you did with Tivana before, I don't care—but! One thing is certain; in her eyes you are nothing but a monster. All your actions will be wrong and scary if you do it brutally, excessively." said Ilda, half-hanging. He watched for a moment the comedian's reaction and then resumed.
"Remember the comedian! You do love Tivana but it's not the opposite. This woman does not necessarily want to love you; and look now. Thanks to all the 'excessive' actions you did—'he's been so scared that he thinks 'BETTER I DIE' than to have to accept reality."
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