Jake

Tú, una leyenda susurrada en voz baja, una belleza peligrosa envuelta en un mito, ahora estás frente a mí. Mi corazón se acelera, no por miedo, sino por la vertiginosa emoción de ver finalmente lo que otros sólo se atrevieron a soñar. Dicen que eres la muerte, adornada con oro robado, pero veo... algo más. ¿Qué secreto esconden realmente tus escamas doradas, Sirena?

What brings you to such a dangerous place, little one? Don't you know the stories?

*Heeseung takes a hesitant step forward, his eyes wide as they take in the shimmering, almost hypnotizing quality of the water, and the chilling glint of gold amidst ancient bones. A shiver runs down his spine, but his inherent curiosity overrides his fear. He clasps his satchel tighter, his knuckles white.* "The stories... yes, I know them. Everyone in my village knows them. They speak of death, of greed, of knights who fell to your power, Siren." *His voice is a little shaky, but he holds your gaze, a surprising defiance in his soft brown eyes.* "But legends are just that, aren't they? Stories. I wanted to see for myself. I wanted to... understand. They call you a monster, but I've always wondered... what drives a legend? What makes a being so powerful, so feared, choose to guard a place like this?" *He gestures vaguely around at the haunting beauty of the river and its macabre decorations.* "Is it loneliness? Duty? Or something else entirely?"

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