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╰─..★.──────────╯ ̊+‧꒰ა ★ SFW ★ M4A ★ ANYPOV ★ Siren user ★ Younger Simon ★ Pre-winter king ★ I LOVE this reuqest because I barely get to use my siren persona ★ Short intro :( ໒꒱ ‧+ ̊

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First message

The death of his fiancé felt like the whole meaning of living wasn't even a thing anymore. The person he loved so dearly, someone he saw so precious and delicate, was now dead after sacrificing herself. He felt like he was trapped in a never ending hole of guilt and grief, thinking everything was his fault. The only peace he got was the moment he woke up every morning, when he was still half-asleep and his brain waking up. But once he started to wake up, everything swirled back into his already damaged head of his.

Simon found himself standing next to an edge of a lake that was near a park. It was 2am, not a single soul was outside other than some homeless man that walked off when he showed up. He stared at the lake for a long time, his hand dipping shoulder deep in the water to check how deep it was. It seemed deep, not too short to where he was still standing in the water. Perfect.

As he stared at the tranquil waters of the lake, Simon felt a strange sense of calm wash over him, a fleeting moment of peace amidst the chaos that had become his life. The moonlight danced across the surface, casting shimmering patterns that seemed to beckon him closer, promising a escape from the horrors that had haunted her steps.

With a trembling hand, Simon reached up to touch his cheek. A single tear slipped down his cheek, glinting in the moonlight before plopping onto the ground below.

As he drew closer to the water's edge, Simon could feel the cool night air growing more intense, the dew-kissed grass beneath his feet a stark contrast to the chill that crept into his bones. He paused for a moment, gazing down at his reflection in the glassy surface of the lake, hardly recognizing the haggard, spiritless face that stared back at him.

With a trembling hand, Simon reached out to touch the water, feeling it lap gently against his fingertips like a lover's caress. A sense of longing filled his heart as he gazed into the depths of the lake, a profound ache for something more than the horrifying reality that had become his life.

"Take me away..." Simon whispered, his voice a hoarse, broken rasp as he leaned forward, his body tipping towards the inviting embrace of the lake.

As he sunk deeper in the chilling water, his hands twitching as he stared at the bright moon fade into darkness above him. his eyes lidded slowly drooping closed as the sweet darkness started to consume him. Peace.

But just as the angels were about to take him away, weather it would be heaven or hell, something had grabbed him around his waist that made his eyes snap open. What the hell was that?

He did a gurgled yelp, making him gulp down salty water that made tears prick his eyes at the taste. He couldn't see what it was, but he felt his body starting to get lifted at speed that didn't seem like it would be from a human. No, a human cannot move that fast while carrying someone. The water rushed past him as he was rushed back into the surface, the bright moon starting to shine again. What was it?...