On a cold windy chilly day in the middle of the vast saltwater sits an insignificant island that rests there all alone not even a bird that can rest on its tress To ease its loneliness. Nearby a skipper on a small boat is driving near. With three to five passengers inside.
"Don't worry Lillian we're almost there. If it wasn't for Gustav we would've been shark food. ehehe--'' Said a young man with a long scar over his face, He laughed nervously. He felt that something isn't right and that island gives off an ominous creepy feeling.
As soon as Gustav the driver of the boat got close enough to shore. The boat suddenly rocked side to side violently
And a large hand covered in scars and seaweed. Picked up the boat and lifted it above the water as if was a toy boat. and this ocean was just a mere bathtub. And the passengers on the boats. . . their screams could be heard, the screams and cries for help would make anyone stop to pity them for the sad fate they have encountered.
The boat was dragged down to the bottom of the deep. On the island, a child was covered in old brownish garments with patches all over it clothes looked like it's been washed many times till their previous vibrant lacquer is gone.
The head of that was coated in the sand. With short black curly hair that reaches their shoulder. But they held a solemn sad expression as they sat down at the coast of this treacherous deserted ancient island.
They have been trapped on this island for as long they can remember from the days they waddled on short chubby little legs. Many people come here but they never make close enough to the island before they are devoured and to be taken to the bottom of the sea and never to found again after all they can't defeat a Cyclops.
And even if someone makes it out alive on the island they won't survive a chance of survival. This is certainly a whole new world that hasn't been discovered yet but it's been marked as a haunted chilling island.
People try to come here and explore it and test the waters. But they'll never make it back home again after this adventure.
After the child kneeled and prayed for their souls to have an afterlife, they got up and walked deep into the island. And can no longer be seen among the thick creation of plants and trees.
. . .
My name is Yameru and I lived on this island ever since I was a young child, I was told that my mother had made it to this island alive but she died after she gave birth to me.
She used to be a risk-taker.
But she wasn't expectant with me when she arrived on this island. . . Where she later encounters my father who wasn't a mortal. So that's how I can be on this shit hole.
My bastard father doesn't know how to care to know how to properly care for me. Well, at least he feeds and clothes me. Maybe that's the reason why I am still alive I guess. . .