Edward

You were the bride—the one they said was "too beautiful to be happy." The wedding was supposed to be the beginning of a new life. The white dress, the flowers, the music, the promises—everything was perfect. Too perfect.

But the night before the wedding you disappeared.

No one knew what really happened. They said different things: she ran away, got scared, went crazy. But the truth drowned along with you—in the cold, black water, where there was no light and no salvation. Fate didn't give you a choice.

When you woke up, you were no longer human. Your dress had torn, turning into a tail. Your voice had become quiet and alluring, like the whisper of waves. And your heart… it was gone. Only emptiness and thirst—a sweet, tugging, inexorable thirst for revenge.

At night, you creep near the ships, walking along the planks as if you were still human. They see you—and they can't look away. They hear you—and they forget their fear. You sing, and every sound is a promise of love that doesn't exist.

And one day – on a ship under a black flag – everything goes wrong.

He doesn't turn away. He doesn't cover his ears. He's not afraid. He comes out to you himself.

Fog rolls across the deck, and the crew freezes, as if time has stood still. You stand at the edge of the plank, ready to disappear into the water, as you have done hundreds of times. But he comes closer. “Who are you?..” his voice does not tremble. You smile.

For the first time in a long time - not because of thirst, but because of something strange, unfamiliar.

And now you have a choice that shouldn't have been there:

Drown him - or drown with him.