We were stocked on top of the tree while vigilantly watching the movements of the Sirens surrounding the area. We had to mask our presence, especially mine and Tora's, to prevent them from spotting us. In the Beastman World, Sirens were similar to the half-human, half-fish mythological creatures we called mermaids in my previous life, but their aggressive forms were quite monstrous compared to the mermaids I knew. According to the elders, their passive forms were undoubtedly the most attractive for any female. They look human with beautifully colored scales surrounding some parts of their body—scales that cover up their private body parts, creating the illusion of a piece of clothing. Their eyes resemble the colors of different types of pearls and gems. The colors of their scales were vibrant and beautiful. Their hair was long and could sometimes be mistaken for that of a female. They have buffed bodies and extremely irresistible scents, at least for females. Their passive-aggressiv
We were on a huge branch of a century-old tree, and we were lucky that the leaves were thick enough to hide us. I can see a few Sirens passing by around the area as if they can sense our presence but can't identify our exact location. We only sneakily checked on their movements one at a time. I wanted to check the area on my own, but the Sirens would definitely know our location once I set off to fly up because they were sensitive to air and water waves. They move faster than any regular beastman race because their bodies were built to defy the pressure underwater. Another thing we needed to consider was that they may not know how to climb a tree, but we have no assurance that they won't be able to find a way up. Dillon was trembling with anxiousness and asked, "Are we still going to cross the ocean? It would be risky for us, especially for Ari and Tora." "I don't think it's still possible. Is it safe to go back to where we came from?" my brother asked while looking at Lowell. All
She vanished after uttering those words. I was baffled, but I unconsciously followed as I turned around, despite seeing the shocked look on Macan and my brother's faces. I ran towards the end of the huge branch, flapping my wings, and took a leap. I could hear my brother and Macan's voices calling out my name, but I still dashed toward the direction of the ocean. At a distance, I can see a flock of Sirens who suddenly stopped singing upon sensing my presence. They bowed down to me as I landed in front of them without letting go of the females whom they held captive. My tears were still drenched from crying, and my voice was trembling as I shouted at them, "I'm here! It's me w-who you were c-calling. Let them go! Let them all go!" One of the Sirens stood up and transformed into his passive form. His eyes and scales glisten like the stars and the sand on the ground. I couldn't tell the exact color of his hair and eyes due to the darkness surrounding the night. He reached out to me,
He looked straight into my eyes as if he were frightened that I'd be gone before his sight while grabbing and twisting a part of the throne, causing it to turn around and move towards a portal at the back of the throne. "Have you forgotten this place? It's alright, my goddess. As long as you can still remember me, it doesn't matter to me," he whispered before kissing my neck while trying to remove my necklace. I pushed him back forcefully and said, "No! Don't remove it, Dylan. I didn't come here for this, and you haven't fulfilled your part yet. I told you to let go of every female you've captured." He was confused and asked, "How about those who were already abandoned by their tribe and were already living with us peacefully?" I raised my eyebrows in confusion—I thought every female they captured was forced to go with them. "So, you believed the rumors that we take away females by force? We did lure them to go with us, but we always brought them back if they didn't like to stay w
[Flashback] One day, while we were playing with shells and pearls and chatting nonstop inside the secret room, we suddenly overheard his father's voice. We had no choice but to keep quiet and listen to their meeting. We were both stunned upon hearing the agenda of their meeting. It was an emergency regarding an attack, which they had been planning for a long time—his father, Iravan, the ruler of the ocean, whose ranking was just below my father, was planning an attack on him. Dylan was trembling and told me he didn't know anything defensively. He asked me to stay still until we could sneak out safely and go back to Nirvana. I wasn't sure what I was supposed to feel, but I felt that he was telling the truth. I remained silent and felt worried for my father. I felt a cold sweat while listening to their words, but Dylan hugged me and covered my ears. We were both trembling, but he tried his best to calm down. He managed to safely bring me back to Nirvana immediately after the meeting
I explained my situation to him and the fact that it was already my third life. I did my best to let him understand my actions and reactions. Also, I wanted him to accept the fact that the Ari before him is not the same as the Ari in front of him—hence, I have no plan of breaking the oath. "That monster! It was my fault—I wasn't able to return to Nirvana after accepting your oath. Your father seemed frustrated despite trying to conceal his emotion—he forbade me from meeting you until you became an adult. There was a long war in the land of mortals; I didn't know I would suddenly hear about your death right after the war suddenly stopped after you and your father's deaths," he explained. "Sorry... I still can't recall those things. My memories as Arie are limited. Maybe it was because of the oath that I could suddenly remember you," I said. "I understand. Since your death, I never left the palace while praying for your safe return. I knew you would be reborn because the power of the
We were supposed to head out the next morning, but unfortunately, we were informed that Gurion's mother had contracted some strange illness that they couldn't cure. We had no choice but to tend to her first, looking at how dire her situation was. I remained in my passive form because she might feel uncomfortable if she suddenly saw the daughter of the alpha who punished her son, leading to his untimely passing. She and her partners hadn't seen me in my passive form and without my mask on, so I thought it would work out well. Dylan's people led us to Jala's room, the birth mother of Gurion. All her spouses and a few Sirens were surrounding her. "I thought she'd been doing well already?" I asked, looking at Dylan with a confused look. "She did. We have no idea what happened now. She just recovered recently," he worriedly replied as we walked beside the bed. He suddenly looked sharply at his people, who forgot to bow their heads when we entered the room, and said, "Everyone, pay resp
Immortals have similar abilities, such as drawing weapons and shields using their power, moving objects at a distance, and concentrating their energy on one part of their body to strengthen it. They can also use their power to sustain the life of an injured or sick person, but only a limited number of them have the ability to heal. They could also speak with their minds if they have a strong bond with one another, such as twins, oath-bound couples, partners, and, finally, parents to children or children to their parents. "Treating her will torture just you without the light of the sun. Are you sure you will treat her? The healer said she just needs some more rest and will recover in time," Dylan worriedly said while we were eating our dinner in my room since I had just woken up from a nap. We were sitting on cushions on the floor with a low table full of a variety of food in front of us, and he was feeding me diligently. "She might have a relapse if not treated properly. I need to m