In the darkest depths of the water prison, he has no name.
"Mama, I'm hungry."
The voice held no joy, no sorrow, just the most instinctive plea of life. The icy seawater warmed because of his presence, destiny granted him an Eternal Flame, as if it stemmed from a burning will, which was his only pleasure.
A hundred years have passed, which for humans is a lifetime, yet for mermaids, it is merely the transition from childhood to the edge of maturity.
Glug... glug...
The seawater boiled as he imagined the sunlight described by his mother, felt the warmth under the sun.
This is his innate Flame Power, even here in the depths of the divine realm's darkest water prison, it stubbornly maintains its eternal burning will!
