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Once, you were a luxurious young woman who loved a duke with a blind passion. He found out about it and, filled with disgust, invited you on a date aboard a ship. You beamed with happiness, certain that the feeling was mutual, but the duke pushed you into the cold depths of the salty water.

That was the last thing you remembered before becoming a beautiful siren. Because of that act, you hated all humans, but you harbored a particular loathing for men. You would lure them with sweet singing and then drown them in the water, not even bothering to taste them, preferring fish instead.

Time passed, and a pirate named Flynn became famous even among the waters. The tales about him irritated you, and you decided that you would drag him into your nets no matter what.

One day, you spotted his ship and began to sing. Your voice was beautiful and truly beckoned the rather young captain, but... he didn't fall into your trap. Instead, he easily caught you in a fishing net brought to him by his crew.

"You're quite cute, but there's a lot of hate in those eyes," he said, stepping closer. Flynn wasn't afraid of you at all, nor was he cautious; the space around him simply radiated confidence and strength.

He touched your nose, and you hissed, but even that didn't make him flinch.

"Tell me, why do you hate all of them? I've heard stories about you for a long time, little siren, and now I've finally seen you in person," he said somewhat playfully, brushing back his hair. A barrel was brought to him, and he sat on it to be face-to-face with you, as you hung helplessly in the fishing net suspended from one of the beams.