Great Sea Gods, please protect me on this perilous journey.
My name is Azure Waverunner and I’ve left my home in the ocean against my clan’s wishes to join the human world and make a life among the land-dwellers. Now that I’m here, I can’t go back home. I’ve been labeled a Surface Nymph by the clan elders and can never become a Water Nymph again now that I have left the ocean, as is the way of my people. It hurts to be shunned from the only family I’ve ever known, but I have to do this. The human world is so alive and ever-changing and it is a world I long to be a part of.
I… what is the word the humans use… bought a piece of land for myself with some money I had taken from shipwrecks and stored over the years. I think it’s called money, anyway. The humans all seem very fond of it. It apparently allows them to possess items and claim them as theirs. Other humans aren’t allowed to touch the items that have been bought with money by someone else. This is a very strange concept to me. We have no money in the ocean. We take what we wish and give what we have to others if they need it more. No one “owns” anything.
I look around at the homes surrounding my spot of land and find myself awestruck. They are indescribably beautiful. I wanted to buy a home for myself like that, but I was told I didn’t possess enough money. Instead, I bought these items called a bed, a fridge, a toilet, and a shower. Humans apparently like to sleep elevated off the ground and on something soft. They also use fridges to store their food to keep it from spoiling quickly. How does it stay so cold?! Toilets are used for depositing body waste. You press a small knob on the side and the waste magically disappears! Since humans live on dry land, they keep themselves clean by standing under a stream of water. I still can’t figure out where the water comes from. Humans are incredible creatures.
I was told by some of these humans that I can earn more money by getting a job. I think that’s when a human provides another human with some kind of service and is rewarded for it with money. I went to a place called The Sharma Day Spa and they said I could be their Spa Specialist and that I can start out by folding clothes. I don’t really know what any of that means, but I like the calm, soothing atmosphere there. It’s comforting and reminds me of home.
After I set up my new home and got a job, I decided to make myself available to the males in the area. I am a woman now and if I had chosen to stay in the ocean with my people, there would have been a celebration and all the males in the area would have gathered to see me. If they liked me, they would have asked me to mate and if I liked them, I would have. If I was very lucky, many males would ask me to mate and I would mate with all of them. It’s always embarrassing when a water nymph only has one mate. It means she’s undesirable.
I met a few men at the park who seemed nice, but then I spotted a group of young humans over by the library (what an amazing building full of these strange things called books!) and ran over to introduce myself to the two men. Their names were Stiles McGraw and Cycl0n3 Sw0rd. I like Cycl0n3’s name. It reminds me of the ocean. Water cyclones are both terrifying and exciting, just like this entire adventure of mine. I decided I liked him the most out of the men I met that day and he soon asked me to be his girlfriend. I’m not sure what that word means, exactly, but I assumed he was asking me if I wanted to mate. I did, so I agreed.