Post by edamred on Sept 2, 2016 16:56:14 GMT
All right. I'll come clean.
Yes - I was luring humans to the sea so that I could kill them. It's what we mermaids do. We can't sustain ourselves on anything but your flesh. We're essentially immortal, ageless, changeless... but we can die if we get too badly hurt, or if we dwindle to nothing. And when we die, we just... disperse, into sea foam. That's... it.
I'm told it's different for you humans. You're made of something different to us. I've heard it called a sole... although you don't look much like flatfish. Anyway, it turns out that when you die, you just... go somewhere else. So it's not really dying at all. Honestly, I don't know why you object to us eating you, given how small an inconvenience dying is, to your species.
Perhaps it's because you want us to die out. There's so few of us now. You destroy our coral gardens, spear us and slice us, drive us into the deep places where the only light is carried by myriad medusae. We will soon fade to nothing, and the doomed oceans of this world will be yours.
I was naive, once upon a time. We know, my sisters and I, that humans are dangerous, to be avoided. We learnt to contain our hunger, waiting in liquid twilight for the rare chance to feed. We were compassionate, releasing unfortunate mariners from their struggles through the ecstasy of drowning. We cared for your kind, in our own way, even while you exterminated us. And still I was foolish enough to think we might be wrong about you.
One day, I discovered a mobile spingletronket on one of my meals and used it to access your hive mind. Finding this forum, I logged on and posed as a human to learn more about your people. My sisters were hungry, so... yes, I did occasionally, well, order takeaway. I brought my siren song into the digital age, using your own technology to lure you into the waves, one by one. But I also hoped to understand you.
And now I do.
When I saw you, the three of you, standing over my poor sister, I knew what you creatures truly are. I saw her lying in pieces as you looked on, taking pictures of her broken body until it dispersed. You didn't even try to consume her, you didn't need her flesh to go on living. You just stood there.
Yami thinks I confessed to being evil. I did not; I am not. I am the sole defender of my species. But I have seen the Ancient Evil. I have looked it in the face.
And I will defeat it.
Yes - I was luring humans to the sea so that I could kill them. It's what we mermaids do. We can't sustain ourselves on anything but your flesh. We're essentially immortal, ageless, changeless... but we can die if we get too badly hurt, or if we dwindle to nothing. And when we die, we just... disperse, into sea foam. That's... it.
I'm told it's different for you humans. You're made of something different to us. I've heard it called a sole... although you don't look much like flatfish. Anyway, it turns out that when you die, you just... go somewhere else. So it's not really dying at all. Honestly, I don't know why you object to us eating you, given how small an inconvenience dying is, to your species.
Perhaps it's because you want us to die out. There's so few of us now. You destroy our coral gardens, spear us and slice us, drive us into the deep places where the only light is carried by myriad medusae. We will soon fade to nothing, and the doomed oceans of this world will be yours.
I was naive, once upon a time. We know, my sisters and I, that humans are dangerous, to be avoided. We learnt to contain our hunger, waiting in liquid twilight for the rare chance to feed. We were compassionate, releasing unfortunate mariners from their struggles through the ecstasy of drowning. We cared for your kind, in our own way, even while you exterminated us. And still I was foolish enough to think we might be wrong about you.
One day, I discovered a mobile spingletronket on one of my meals and used it to access your hive mind. Finding this forum, I logged on and posed as a human to learn more about your people. My sisters were hungry, so... yes, I did occasionally, well, order takeaway. I brought my siren song into the digital age, using your own technology to lure you into the waves, one by one. But I also hoped to understand you.
And now I do.
When I saw you, the three of you, standing over my poor sister, I knew what you creatures truly are. I saw her lying in pieces as you looked on, taking pictures of her broken body until it dispersed. You didn't even try to consume her, you didn't need her flesh to go on living. You just stood there.
Yami thinks I confessed to being evil. I did not; I am not. I am the sole defender of my species. But I have seen the Ancient Evil. I have looked it in the face.
And I will defeat it.
