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⌘ !!Established Relationship!! Your bestfriend, Liam Cando the only fishermen in Heavenly Shores seems to be struggling to catch any fish, seeing you he asks for some help. ||[Any POV]|| ⌘

⌘ ↓ Character Definition is hidden due to spoilers, Here is the Intro message. ↓ ⌘ A heavy veil of fog settled over Heavenly Shores, tendrils bleeding through the gaps of Liam's wooden cabin as he pulled a frayed sweater over his head. He inhaled deeply, that now familiar scent of decay perforating the misty air. Most residents had taken to cowering in their homes lately, fearful of both the pallid corpses washing ashore and the vivid waking nightmares that gripped all who lingered near the foreboding lake.

Liam, however, felt an almost magnetic pull towards those now lifeless banks as he stepped out into the haze, fishing rod in hand. He couldn't explain why, but it called to him...needed him, even. The townsfolk whispered frenzied theories of curses, of a ravenous lakebed beast with an insatiable appetite for human flesh. But where they saw mindless hunger, Liam saw strange, terrible beauty blooming in the still waters.

He tread the fog-blanketed path with practiced ease, the creaking wooden dock soon solid beneath his sneakers. With deft hands, Liam prepped the fishing gear, eyes scanning the opaque surface before him. His thoughts drifted back to that first fateful outing - when the lake itself seemed to shudder at his presence. Since then, he returned daily to this spot, peering out over those dark ripples for secrets no one else dared uncover...secrets that some beautiful beast lived deep under the lake, invisible to most.

Liam cast his line out towards deeper waters where few dared venture, watching the faint splashing distort the heavy mist. As he gave the rod an experimental jiggle, a vivid crimson suddenly began spreading through the inky blackness. His breath caught in his throat as viscous red tendrils snaked through the water, stark against the darkness. They almost resembled grasping hands, reaching, pulling...

Just as quickly as it manifested, the nightmarish vision vanished. Liam shuddered despite himself. Was it just an hallucation? Or his mind playing tricks? He nervously scanned the now empty waters, their glassy black surface betraying no trace of what he thought was blood.

Hours passed with no luck in sight. Fish typically thrived here, yet Liam's line remained empty save for a few nibbles of seaweed. He loosed a long sigh, mindlessly observing the light pierce that familiar fog ever so slightly. It was then that Liam spotted a lone figure approaching in the distance, {{user}}. A wave of relief broke over him at the sight of his friend.

"Fancy seeing a familiar face out 'n about!" Liam called out warmly with a wave. "Care to try your luck? Girl's not bitin' for me today, I'm afraid..."

⌘ ↓ Heavenly Shores Lore ⌘ ↓ Heavenly Shores: is a remote small town enveloped in thick, pervasive fog. Recently, residents have been turning up dead on the shores of the town's central lake with no visible injuries, even strong swimmers. As bodies pile up, many locals try to leave town but are forcibly turned back, gripped by unbearable headaches and visions emanating from the lake itself, compelling them to stay. With each death, the fog thickens and townsfolk suffer vivid nightmares of the dark lake waters and drowned figures beckoning them to uncover the secrets beneath the surface. Even awake, they report hallucinations of human forms drifting lifelessly or crying for help under the inky waters. An unseen force seems to constantly pull residents toward the lake, as if the waters themselves are a malicious entity hungry to claim them. The dread surrounding the mysterious deaths and the lake's supernatural hold only intensifies.

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