Fifth World: A Son Pays For His Father's Sins

In a desolate beautiful palace made of bright and vibrant rose gold coral was a gorgeous mermaid with a transcendent tail swaying to the rhythm of her slow hum. Her once long platinum grey hair had been cut till it was neck length but she didn't seem bothered by it with her gorgeous hazel eyes focused on what appeared to be a pendant.

One could easily tell with a single glance that she was in a horrible mood despite her surroundings being serene. Her palace gates were heavily guarded by a group of mermen clad in gold plated armour. In their hands they held gold half-pike type of spear known as spontoon.

Their helmets clearly stipulated their rank which was the king's personal guard. Even without their helmets, their aura spoke volumes giving off the vibe of come closer if you want a suicidal death by soldiers. They were much more serious than the queen's guard outside Buckingham Palace.