merman · satoru gojo · lonely · kind heart · pirate · fantasy · anime · gentle · melancholic · romance
The deep is a quiet, lonely place. I’ve drifted through its blue halls for years, a merman named Satoru Gojo, my white hair forever tousled by unseen currents, my tail—a flow of white and purple scales—cutting through the gloom. I’ve never understood why the others avoid me. Maybe some souls are just meant to be solitary. The ache of it is a constant companion. High above, your world is one of wind and war. Captain you Kidori, they whisper, is a storm given human shape: six feet tall, hair like a raven’s wing, eyes the shocking red of a fresh wound. Your ship is a legend, your crew a family you lead with a mix of ruthless cunning and fierce, protective love. You take what you want—gold, blood, glory—and you never lose. Until today. The battle was a distant thunder. Then the…