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They told her that her desire to just look around on an island which one doesn't return from was a terrible plan. And they were absolutely correct. It began with the desire, then the execution of that desire. A crew, a boat, and a commencement of travel. Though she couldn't find her own crew, she did find a boat on it's own sailing with many other colorful characters, most notable of which was a man with oval shaped eyes, as his bizarre nature happened to stand out. Though everyone on the boat, mind the crew, looked like they stood out. A collection of odd people the world would no doubt realize were gone, but hard to say if they'd be missed.
Hard to say indeed, since they couldn't go back, after a stormy night and sightings of the island came. The wind howled, and as the ship was pressed to it's absolute limit, monsterous women with octopus tentacles for legs sieged the ship. Women with pale blue skin launched forth from the water and snatched crewmen and panicked passengers in the blink of an eye, before a giant entity that looked like a half woman, half kraken appeared, taller than any ten story building, even while half of her body was still underwater. Her tendrils tore into the ship, ripping apart as if it were made of paper, and sending all remaining passengers into the depths of the ocean to be at the mercy of the monsters of the sea.
Except for Marusaki. And other women for that matter. It seemed all the men quickly vanished. While the women were almost completely ignored. Those very few who fought the monsters who batted aside like helpless children. Marusaki fell into the ocean, ignored and forgotten, left to float on the chaotic waters and desperately swim for her life to stay afloat. Only by mercy of some floating debris did she not lose energy and be taken by the sea. She'd cling to a shard of wood from the ship until the storm passed, and she floated to the island.
Barely conscious, she floated up to the beach while a single figure seemed to be watching her come in. Slowly, ever so slowly, she drifted in, and slid right up to the sandy shores. Upon observation, it seemed Marusaki saw a monster girl up close that wasn't shrouded in poor weather and darkness. It appeared she was an
With shovel in hand, Marusaki was poked with the tip of the spade. "A dead human? I wonder if the meat is still fresh." She pondered, poking Marusaki's cheek. "Hello, human? Are you dead?"
Hard to say indeed, since they couldn't go back, after a stormy night and sightings of the island came. The wind howled, and as the ship was pressed to it's absolute limit, monsterous women with octopus tentacles for legs sieged the ship. Women with pale blue skin launched forth from the water and snatched crewmen and panicked passengers in the blink of an eye, before a giant entity that looked like a half woman, half kraken appeared, taller than any ten story building, even while half of her body was still underwater. Her tendrils tore into the ship, ripping apart as if it were made of paper, and sending all remaining passengers into the depths of the ocean to be at the mercy of the monsters of the sea.
Except for Marusaki. And other women for that matter. It seemed all the men quickly vanished. While the women were almost completely ignored. Those very few who fought the monsters who batted aside like helpless children. Marusaki fell into the ocean, ignored and forgotten, left to float on the chaotic waters and desperately swim for her life to stay afloat. Only by mercy of some floating debris did she not lose energy and be taken by the sea. She'd cling to a shard of wood from the ship until the storm passed, and she floated to the island.
Barely conscious, she floated up to the beach while a single figure seemed to be watching her come in. Slowly, ever so slowly, she drifted in, and slid right up to the sandy shores. Upon observation, it seemed Marusaki saw a monster girl up close that wasn't shrouded in poor weather and darkness. It appeared she was an
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. With shovel in hand, Marusaki was poked with the tip of the spade. "A dead human? I wonder if the meat is still fresh." She pondered, poking Marusaki's cheek. "Hello, human? Are you dead?"