Beyond the blue horizon, sunlight glimmer off the ripping blue. The ocean stretch in every direction from the island called Westia. In the center of the island lies a man called Cerulean, he is the source of the Pacific Ocean, also the wielder of the “Sloth Orb. In his oblivion, he can create and manipulate water source in reality. Unfortunately he must be in his eternal slumber to prevent the world from depleting its water in entirety. All along he has been sleeping alone, for almost a millennium.
Washed by the wave to Westia, a Siren named Osaris was badly injured from the pirates’ ambush. Her hometown was destroyed, and so were her family and friends. Despite being injured, she searched the island thoroughly for a place to hide from her pursuers.
Finally, she arrived at the heart of Westia, where the water was sparkling and warmth. She then saw Cerulean, in naked, with long hair and teenage face. Out of curiosity, Osaris swam towards the man. She wanted to ask for advice but all she got was the answer of snore. She tried every method, but nothing worked. Finally, she used her melody to wake him up, a melody that was so powerful that it could even awakened the dead.
And there he awakens. The first thing that he saw was Osaris. It was love at first sight for Cerulean. Unlike other siren Osaris was the very symbolism of grace and beauty. After the explanation of the happening by Osaris, Cerulean was furious and decided to help her avenge for her civilization. By doing so he got back into his dream again.
WOOOSHHH! Tsunami races itself to the far horizon where the pirates sail just a few miles away from Forenia. The Tsunami is so strong that not even a giant can survive through it. However a certain force coming from Forenia stand against its rage, it was the “Orb of Envy”. He presses on harder to surpass the opposing power, not long the pirate had been crushed to death. However, Cerulean life had been taken away as well.
“Wake up” Osaris moaned. “Please wake up” she moaned again. Osaris take him into her arms, bent down and lay her head on his shoulder. Even though she doesn’t want to believe it is real, she has to accept the inevitable truth. She places her last breath into a melody before placing Cerulean into a vault where no one could ever trouble him. The vault sank down to the ocean floor, the melody resounded in his mind, reviving Cerulean to his slumber state.
Many centuries had passed since then, when someone awoke him from his dream again.
The first question that comes to his mind after which is “the things that no one remembers will become things that never really existed, right? I have no memories of my past; all I can faintly remember is that warmth melody” as the first drop of tear appear on his eye.
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