Warlock of Oceans: My Poseidon System

Chapter 144 The Warning

"is this the real you?" i asked, my lips twitching. "you have split personalities. i hope you're aware of that... you let it slip earlier when you ignored my question. the other would have been the big sister she was trying to be and answered it for me... but you let it slip."

"i'm fully aware," she replied, her voice so cold you'd think an icy wind blew by me.

"i know a few kids who went through that jar and developed split personalities because of how traumatizing it was... but, now that i think about it, you must be the protector. the one that was created to escape from that traumatizing situation."

she didn't say anything but sank further into the couch around her. her eyes almost seemed to unfocus and she zoned out for quite some time. i didn't disturb her, but after a few more minutes she finally moved and her eyes widened.

"ugh... my head."

"are you aware?"

"huh? what?" seber asked, dazed and confused.

"are you aware that you have split personalities?" i asked once more, but this time to a completely different person.

her eyes twitched and her hand lifted off her face as the throbbing subsided. "yeah... i guess. i don't talk to them much. they mostly take me whenever they want."

so there's more...

...

(seber pov)

as i step out of my small house nestled right beside the cove in this seaside town, i can't help but sense an eerie unease that lingers in the salty breeze. the tranquility of the crystal-clear summer waters in the cove clashes with the disquiet that shrouds the town.

the beach, though picturesque with its golden sands and azure waves, seems devoid of life. the usual laughter and joy that should accompany a coastal community in the height of summer are conspicuously absent. gulls wheel overhead, their cries carrying a mournful tone that makes my skin prickle.

the town itself feels like a ghost town. abandoned shops line the cobblestone streets, their windows clouded with a layer of salt as if they haven't seen a customer in years. faded paint peels off the walls of the seaside cottages, giving them a dilapidated and forlorn appearance.

the mermen's long, sinuous tails brushed against me, and the tips of their spears grazed my skin, their deadly edges like an icy caress. my heart threatened to burst from my chest, and the world seemed to hold its breath in the face of this inexplicable intrusion.

it was as though they had crossed the boundary between time and space, appearing beside me in an instant without the slightest hint of motion. i felt their cold, unyielding presence, yet they remained locked in the same statuesque, eerie stillness as before, as if they were guardians of some secret realm, forever poised to protect it.

"you cannot fool the prince," one of them spoke, sending shivers down my spine.

"one of you his planning on taking his soul. beware, for the day you lose control of those others inside of you, we will take your life... no matter what it takes."

"that is our order."

"our only order."

"you cannot run."

"you cannot hide."

"so control yourself... foolish mortal."

...

"*gasp*... huff... huff... it was a nightmare... a nightmare..." i huffed.

i gasped as i awoke, my body jolting upright in the stark reality of my small seaside house. the cove outside my window was bathed in the soft light of dawn, and the world i had just experienced felt like a distant memory, fading rapidly as consciousness returned.

the beauty of the coral garden and the eerie stillness of the mermen were no more than a dream, a vivid and haunting reverie that now dissolved like mist in the morning sun. the sensation of the warm ocean water and the cold touch of the mermen's spears were just echoes of a fantastical world that had never truly existed.

as i tried to steady my racing heart, i couldn't help but feel a profound sense of relief mixed with disappointment. the eerie unease of the seaside town, the underwater enchantment, and the mermen's enigmatic presence all faded away, leaving me in the simple, mundane reality of my small coastal dwelling.

i took a deep breath, struggling to shake off the remnants of the dream, and reminded myself that the eerily warm water and the frozen mermen had been no more than the creations of my sleeping mind. the town outside, with its quiet, unchanged beauty, was my only true reality. and yet, the vividness of the dream lingered, haunting me like a distant, half-forgotten memory, a dream that felt far too real for comfort.

"you good?" cyrus asked and i just gave him a simple nod.