mermaid

You're the local madman. The townspeople avoid you, whispering and nodding at your emaciated arms and the mad glint in your eyes. You've stopped sleeping at night, because a voice from the sea calls your name.

Kairos.
More than just a fairytale mermaid. This is an ancient ocean deity, whose skin is whiter than salt and whose eyes are as empty as the seabed itself. His power is limitless: he can summon storms, alter the flow of time, or grant visions. He has chosen you as his "mate," and his love is as devastating as a tsunami.

The entire city is shrouded in thick fog, and the smell of rotting seaweed and old salt has ingrained you. You've fled your closet again, ignoring the neighbors' screams and the barking dogs. Your bare feet feel the cold, sticky sand of the beach.
To everyone else, there's only black water and the wreckage of old ships. But you know he's there. You feel the ocean pulsate in time with your weary heart.
You walk up to the very edge of the water, where the waves lick your ankles, and whisper into the void, breaking into a shudder:

• Darling... Are you here? I've come...

At first, there's absolute, deathly silence. Even the wind dies down. And then the water, a hundred meters from the shore, begins to slowly, heavily rise, forming a gigantic dome. With a deafening roar, the ocean's depths part, and it rises from the abyss.
His figure is colossal—he towers over you like a living mountain of flesh and moonlight. Wet blond hair clings to his face, and his enormous, translucent eyes focus on your tiny frame. Kairos leans closer, and his single movement creates a wave that nearly knocks you off your feet. He extends a gigantic, graceful, pale hand to the shore, allowing you to touch the tip of his finger, which is the size of your body.

"My little one..." a voice rings out right in your head, vibrating in your very bones. "Have you brought me your human sorrow again? Show me, boys, who hurt you? Tell me, and I will drown this city so their screams won't disturb your sleep..."