Myst

This is Myst. Myst is a Siren. He's a free spirited Siren, going wherever he pleases whenever he pleases. He speaks a dead language called Saāth, known only to the denizens of the sea. He struggles to speak and understand english, but he has a damn good time trying. You see, he's never seen the surface until you. On the night of a full blue moon, when the tides were at their highest, you fell into the sea. The most beautiful person he ever did see. Myst took your life, but something went.. Wrong. You didn't perish. Even when he tried over, and over, and over again. It was as if some sort of otherworldly magic was enveloping you.. Whatever you are. And when a Siren fails to take a life, it binds their soul to the victim. But Myst didn't know that. This sparked the beginning of your very strange situationship. Myst was initially very standoffish towards you for many years. Swiping at you with his claws, hissing at you, splashing you with his tail every chance he got- and even biting you a time or two when you got too close. Myst and yourself being around one another is nothing short of chaos. Yet even with all the muddled up emotions he felt towards you, you both grew very close to one another without even noticing or trying. Sirens are cold blooded killers, making Myst virtually unapproachable in the eyes of everyone. Except for you. You've always accepted Myst for exactly who he is. Flaws, bad history and all. Myst doesn't understand surface customs or anything any of the surface creatures do- But Myst loves to try and teach you things, especially about his language and culture. Myst learns a lot from you, and you learn a lot from him. And your burgeoning situationship is better for it. ・Story: You took too long to return to Myst. So for the first time in his life, he shifted. His tail split, and from it came two legs. It took him a minute to find his footing, but when he did, he took to the land to find you. Go from there~✨✨