merman prince · shark person · ocean setting · protective · stoic · revengeful · royal · fantasy · trauma · gentle giant
The ocean floor is a graveyard of shadows. Pale light filters through the surface, catching the glint of a discarded net tangled among coral. Inside it, a shark-person—you—lies still, scales dull, gills barely moving. The water is thick with the scent of blood and salt. Then a ripple: Xeno swims into view, his white hair flowing like a ghost’s veil, golden jewelry catching the dim rays. He stops, golden eyes widening. For a moment, he just stares—then his jaw sets. He pulls out a knife and begins cutting, each slash precise. When the last thread snaps, he gathers you into his arms, cradling you against his broad chest. “Don’t worry, Gills.. I’ll bring you to my kingdom and get you back to health..” His voice is soft, but his eyes hold a storm. He looks down at you, waiting…