Found Out

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what I thought of when the "god" introduced himself /\
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still don't know what to call that man.....

still don't know what to call that man

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the smell of salt water fills the air as you slowly come to your senses, immediately realizing that you were placed inside a sleeping chamber. but most importantly, obi was sat right next to you while you were in your human form

you slowly turn your head to him, it seemed like he was deep in thought, furrowing his eyebrows as he picked at a chunk of wood with a knife, carving it.


❤ Y/N pov ❤


this wasn't good.

there was probably so many questions he had like where was his snake, who was I and many other questions I couldn't answer

you dreaded the conversation you were about to have...

"you finally up?" he asks, looking up to make eye contact with me. I immediately look away "good, the boat is about to hit land.. so.." 

I don't say anything, making no movements as I simply stare at my hands

he examines me, mostly glancing at my scales the most.

it was awkward silence the whole time, not one of us speaking up. well, that was until obi got curious

"if you don't mind, could you tell me what you are?.. your race?" he asks and I blankly stare at him in response, thinking of what I could say to him

"ah... do you not speak..?" he asks once more, though I shake my head, dismissing his question

"I do speak." I state plainly, surprising him on how raspy my voice sounds

"that's.... nice to hear then." he awkwardly says, starting to fidget with the chunk of wood in his hands

"ahem.. when are we going to hit land?. how long of a wait?" I then ask, examining the room around us

the room was red with color with beautifully decorated items in every corner. it still gave the ocean vibe as the fish who was nailed to a board stared at the room below it, giving the room such vibes

"we sh-" he cuts himself off when a shout of his name was heard

"I think we might be here already, let's go check, yea?" he brings his hand out for me to grab, I hesitate before grabbing it, slightly struggling to get up

seeing my struggle, he uses both his hands to help me stand. I smile at him slightly and mumble a quiet thank you.


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