Can't Maintain Yourself;; Intro

The sun shone brightly on Divide Island this early morning, shimmering down on the dew collected the night before, giving the island a bright sheen only rivaled by the pure reflective surface of the ocean surrounding it. Beneath those gently rolling waves, deep beneath the sea, miles away, days away? A new story had started, the king had finally gotten sick of waiting for his daughter to return home from wherever she ran away to, so he sent two soldiers from the Royal Guard out on a mission to retrieve her, one of them would look beneath the waves for anywhere she could have hidden herself away, while the other got to go search the vast surface world for the young mermaid! Clearly, since most of Black Sails or maybe all of it could not breathe under water, the Mer they would be encountering would be the one who was selected to explore the land in search for the runaway child.

Lycus? Was the lucky Merman who got to go up to the surface, and he was the last person you should trust your potentially biologically mature daughter too. If there was one thing the boy was known for beneath the waves except for being one of the best of the guard? That would be the fact he would sleep with anything that had a pulse, he was seductive and very often successful at wooing whoever he wanted into his calm bed. In fact just before he left, he’d been with a good deal of this fellow guard and several of the mermaids who lived in the city around the palace. It was well known to everyone that Toxicus tried to get with anything that had a pulse and could eventually consent to him somehow. Anyways let’s get beyond that because spreading his genes around was not the only reason he was excited to come to the surface, no he actually had a pure reason for that, shockingly. The male had never been allowed to surface as a child due to an accident with a fishing net that left its mark on his family's mentality. So the merman was just simply overly excited to see the world he had never even gotten to glance at before.

Sand left an eel-like trail behind the male as he dragged himself up onto the beach, dragging all nine feet of himself up so only the last two feet of his tail, his fins, were touched by water. “How am I supposed to dry my tail, fuck I can’t drag myself any further, damn it!” the large male panted heavily, his well-muscled chest rising and falling sharply with each breath, shaking his broad shoulders, crimson gaze looking up at the sky above him, sun shining down making the water on his tail glow. “Huh?” he let his hand trail off his trident that had been stabbed into the ground to help him drag himself out of the water this far when he saw something orange moving around beside him. “Oh, you're cute! What are you?!” it was the first land animal he had ever seen and little did he know that it was a cat and felines ate fish, half of him was a fish. “OW!” he yelped out, flopping slightly when the tiny thing sunk its fangs into his tail. “Let Go You Can’t Eat me! Stop! I’m Not Food!” but there was not much he could do besides flop around. Wait! The male reached for his trident so he could kill his attacker, but another bite caused him to falter and accidently knock the source of his magic away. “Shit!” he reached vainly for the trident now laying a few feet away. "Help!” it was the only thing he could think of, but it was damning he had not called for help since he was a child!

With his new magic came a new want for the demon to use it more and more to train himself in how to use it. This had the God Slayer traveling around Divide Island fighting all of the creatures that inhabited it and lead him to fighting a twin headed giant turtle. The turtle was the size of a small hut and each mouth could fire out a blast of water that could blast through trees like they were practically nothing but air. Cirven saw this as a pretty good challenge for him to test his reflexes and power against something that was that big and powerful.

"Let's see what you got, big boy. Or big boys? Doesn't matter. Either way I am going to test how much electricity you can take until you turn into an appetizer." Black electricity erupted out from his body and danced around him. The turtle did not seem to care at all about the scenery that Cirven had given it and followed purely on its own instinct and attacked by firing out two blast of water towards its opponent. Cirven jumped into the air over the water blasts and towards the creature where he brought down his right hand that was covered in black electricity in the shape of a claw, towards the beast. It was smart though, and jumped into its shell where it was shielded from the attack. It then quickly popped its head out and attacked Cirven by trying to bite off a chunk of him with one of its heads. All Cirven could do was catch the top and bottom parts of the creature's jaw and hold it from being able to dig into him.

The beast was following its instincts with what it did but the demon was built on more than just his instincts and took in a deep breath, filling his lungs with air and then letting out a blast of electricity into the head of the creature. This electrified the beast to the point where it was knocked out from the amount of pain. Cirven let out a sigh from the fight it gave him. "Honestly, not worth the time." He then left the downed creature as he looked for another opponent. This lead him to hearing a call for help nearby which he ran to with the idea that the voice had to be from a outsider of some sort because it did not sound like any of the crew of the Black Sails.

This lead him to one of the beach areas of the island where he found Julius speaking to a merman who had a cat 'attacking' him. "Are. You. Kidding. Me?" Cirven said each word one at a time as he stepped forward to see the scene as Julius got the cat to go away. "First thing, I have never seen a mer-anything before so this is neat. Second, you called for help from a cat attacking you? You know there are stronger creatures on this island, right? If a cat beat you that easily then you might want to stick to the ocean." He chuckled a bit at the situation and what he had just said. It made little sense to him as to why the merman could not beat a simple cat.

This was the most damning experience of his entire life so far and that's saying something since he led a very active life beneath the waves, doing many things that could be considered questionable for someone of decent social status. However, the merman had been very much backed into a corner in this case. Lycus doubted any land walkers who came to help him would understand why he could not fight the cat right now. Part of it was simply because he was in culture shock, because his hand was capable of tossing the kitty, but he was shocked because he wanted to have a fun time with anything he met up here, not have someone trying to eat him. Considering the laughter he idly heard and some of the comments these land walking jerks provided? They did not understand this nor the fact he could not use his tail as a weapon! His tail was not something to be abused, because it was an essential part of his life, especially now that he was on his own without the kingdom due to his mission, there was no one to do something like hunting for him if he happened to be seriously injured on his tail. Crimson optics glared towards the two males and the young female who had come over, clearly not delighted with being made fun of by them.

However the one had saved him from the cat, so the male supposed he had to be civil with them at the least, plus he was already at a loss here anyways. Blood shaded orbs softened into a curious expression as his eyes swept over them, not too unattractive, the whole lot of them a flash of lust flickered across his eyes but it was unable to discern who the trace was for. Toxicus quickly and clearly decided it was best to treat them as if this was business or such, no matter how much he wanted to experiment with something on land. “Now I am.” first respond to how he was doing, take this one step at a time just like a normal conversation, though his facial expression was excited as if he had never seen anything like them before. Lycus had never seen humans or anything like such before since before now he had been forbidden from surfacing.

The odd-eyed one seemed curious about him and honestly, the merman was curious as well, inquisitive about all of them. Now that he was not being assaulted by a feline? The nine-foot long male turned his body so his face was in the sand for a second, lifting himself on one arm and stretching out the other in an attempt to grab a trident about a foot away from him. “And I've never seen anything legged before.” he did not seem offended by Crivens comment but instead provided his side of the situation. Mostly the Mer seemed to be desperate to get his large hand wrapped around the trident. Without that one weapon, he was powerless. “So that was a cat? Well, I don’t like them now.” the large male commented as the tip of his finger touched the trident as he tried to drag himself a little further so he could get his hand on it. “I would be fine if I had- Ah! Got It. Now I just have to wait for my tail to dry.“  at last he got his hand on the trident and dragged his tail the last few feet away from the gently crashing waves, holding the trident to his side, the tips stabbed into the sand. “The cat startled me and I knocked it away before I could grab it.” he explained his prior situation, hoping to preserve some pride.