"These murders won't stop anytime soon," David said. He leaned back in his chair and sighed heavily. Forensic reports covered the table, their thin pages fluttering in the cool evening breeze from the open window. The room felt dim and tense, with only a small desk lamp lighting the cluttered space.
Officer Ryan stood in front of David, his face tense as he tried to process the shocking results. The forensic report showed something unbelievable: the DNA found on the dead bodies belonged to an unknown aquatic animal. This creature wasn't documented in any scientific records. David's grim words added to the confusion, leaving Ryan stunned and struggling to understand.
"Sir, how can you say that?" Ryan asked, his voice filled with confusion. He noticed an unfamiliar fear on David's face, something that made him feel uneasy.
"I'm telling you this based on my experience," David replied, his voice heavy. He ran a hand through his graying hair and looked away. "This case isn't simple. Usually, in serial murders, we deal with criminals—dangerous psychopaths. But this time, we're dealing with something completely different. An aquatic animal. Something we've never seen before."
Ryan nodded slowly, his brows furrowed as he tried to make sense of it. "I don't get one thing," he said, pausing to gather his thoughts. "Why would an aquatic animal kill humans? What's the reason?"
David glanced at Ryan briefly, his expression serious. "That's what we're trying to figure out," he said, his voice low. He picked up a small fin sealed in a clear plastic bag and held it up to the light. The fin shimmered faintly, its edges slightly torn, as if damaged. It glowed in an unnatural way, unlike anything they had ever seen.
"This doesn't match anything we know," David said, his voice a mix of awe and unease. "It looks like it belongs to something... not from this world."
Ryan's concern grew deeper. His mind raced with questions. "Then what do we do?" he asked, his voice filled with worry.
David put the fin down and looked straight at Ryan. "We'll put together a search team and start looking in the forest. If this creature is behind the murders, we need to find it before it kills again."
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The night grew darker. Dim moonlight filtered through the tall oak trees, casting eerie shadows on the forest floor. A cold wind whispered through the leaves, carrying a sense of danger. Owls hooted in the distance, their calls mixing with a haunting, melodic song that seemed to come from nowhere and everywhere at once.
"I rise from the depths, where the cold winds cry,
The ocean's pain runs deep, like the scars in my soul.
You took what was mine, left me broken to die,
But now I return, and the tides take their toll.
The waves whisper your name, they remember your sin,
The water remembers the tears that I shed.
I'll pull you below, where the darkness begins,
And drown you in sorrow, just like you left me for dead.
I feel the storm rising, it burns in my chest,
The anger, the heartbreak, the fire in my veins.
You thought I was gone, but I'll give you no rest,
The sea will avenge you, and wash away your stains.
I sing for the pain, for the love that you stole,
For the trust that you shattered, for the lies that you told.
The ocean will answer, it swallows you whole,
And I'll watch as the water turns bitter and cold.
So hear my voice now, as it echoes through the night,
A song of revenge, of the hurt you caused me.
The waves will reclaim you, they'll drag you from light,
And I'll finally be free, as you sink in the sea."
Jimin stood at the edge of the Veyrith Sea. From his back, a pair of thin, large translucent fins emerged, curving gracefully like waves. They shimmered in the pale blue light of the night, reflecting the moon's glow. Small, delicate fins sprouted from his knuckles, and his nails grew long and sharp, as if shaped by the sea. His gums ached as his canine teeth turned into sharp points, ready to tear through flesh.
His smooth skin shimmered, as if touched by ocean mist. His deep blue eyes, filled with pain and anger, glowed in the dark. Tears streamed down his face, falling onto the shore and turning into pearls. A small, fresh wound on his chest bled, telling a story of centuries of agony.
"Who are you?" a woman's voice called from behind him.
Jimin turned to see a woman in her late fifties. He flashed his sharp teeth, enjoying the fear on her face. "You should know who I am," Jimin said in a low, haunting voice that carried centuries of pain.
The woman stumbled back, her eyes wide with terror. Her hands shook as she raised them to protect herself, but she couldn't look away from Jimin's wounded chest and sharp teeth. "Jim-Jimin," she stammered.
"Yes, I've returned to take my revenge," Jimin said, gritting his teeth.
"Stay away from me!" she shouted, her voice shaky. She wanted to run, but her feet felt frozen. Her breath came in short, panicked gasps, and she clutched her chest, her heart pounding.
Jimin smirked, a devilish look on his face. He glanced down at his chest. "Look at this wound," he said. The pain in his chest grew stronger, almost unbearable. "It hurts so much, and I need a human heart to heal it."
The woman's face turned pale as she realized what Jimin meant. Her legs finally moved, but it was too late. Jimin lunged forward with incredible speed, his sharp teeth glinting in the moonlight. She screamed, but the roaring waves drowned out her voice. Jimin's hand shot out, grabbing her arm with a grip as cold as the ocean depths.
"Nobody will save you," Jimin said in a deep voice, pulling the woman closer.
The woman struggled, trying to break free, but her efforts were useless against Jimin's inhuman strength. "Please, let me go! I'll do anything, just let me go!" she begged, but her pleas fell on deaf ears.
Jimin raised his hand, and in one swift motion, his sharp claws pierced her chest. Blood poured out as he pulled out her heart, holding it in his hand and staring at it with a crazed look. Without hesitation, he bit into it, his sharp teeth tearing through the flesh.
As Jimin chewed, the wound on his chest stopped bleeding, and the pain vanished, replaced by a cold, satisfied calm.
The woman collapsed to the ground, her body trembling as life left her. Jimin stood over her, his fins shimmering and his eyes glowing with a dangerous light. His sharp teeth and claws dripped with blood.
Jimin looked like an ordinary college student, but the truth was as dark as midnight. Jimin was an Aquanis, a sea creature known for its ethereal beauty and deadly nature. The wound on his chest and the reason he killed humans held many secrets—an ancient tale of pain and suffering.
Jimin stood silently over the woman's lifeless body, his sharp claws still dripping with blood. The cold wind brushed against his skin, but he felt nothing—no remorse, no guilt. His mind raced with memories of the past, of the life he once had before humans destroyed it. He thought about the pain they caused him, the betrayal that left him broken and cursed.
As he stared at the blood on his hands, a flicker of conflict crossed his mind. He hated what he had become, a monster driven by revenge. But the anger burned brighter, drowning out any doubt.
These humans had taken everything from him—his peace, his humanity, his life. Now, it was his turn to take from them. He wouldn't stop until every one of them felt the same pain he had endured for centuries.
Jimin's eyes narrowed as he thought of Officer David, the man leading the investigation against him. David thought he could stop him, but Jimin had other plans.
He would use Anna, David's weakness, to destroy him. Anna was innocent, but Jimin no longer cared about innocence. To him, every human was guilty. He would lure her in, gain her trust, and then make David watch as he took her life, just as they had taken his.
With a cold, determined expression, Jimin turned away from the woman's body and walked back toward the sea. The waves crashed against the shore, echoing his rage. He had become a monster, but in his mind, it was the humans who had made him this way. And now, they would all pay. Every single one of them.