꧁Merman Gojo x fem!reader x Siren Hawks꧂╠Completed╣
You live on Flowers Island. In a place where your village has been swallowed by monsters and nature. Wild animals. Your new home is... Dangerous. Just as if you lived in your old village. You have...
This is a chapter introducing Hawks' past. And that's why he hates people.
Warnings: Heavy angst, death, execution
Written in Hawks's POV
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
I remembered it and couldn't forget it. When I was born, I looked at the world with a smile. I listened to the stories and looked at the pictures. I admired those who were my idols. But I only heard stories about them. The fire giant... As a child, I loved looking at all these pictures. Everything that appeared before my eyes was so beautiful. As a little harpy, I couldn't do much. I didn't have claws like the others. I only had wings. Nothing more... My mother was a human... And my father was a real harpy. His hands hurt when he hit me. I knew what it was like to be weaker. I was a child when I discovered that I wasn't living the life I wanted. I wasn't happy. I wanted to become like my idol. I wanted to help someone. I wanted to have power. I only had wings. Wings that allowed me to fly. And the fact that my mother was considered a witch who knew magic allowed me to receive the power to make my feathers fly the way I wanted. My father wasn't proud of it, no matter what I did. I wasn't a harpy, and I shouldn't have even been born. It wasn't my fault that my mother fell in love with him. And he used her to reproduce. Why did he need it if he didn't want me anyway? I didn't even hatch from an egg... I wasn't what I could be. I could even be a man who simply has wings. However, no matter what I did, I was still part of the monster, like my father.
I hate people. I hate them so much.
Not because I didn't have a happy childhood.
Not because they hurt me.
But when I was already happy, I lost it.
Because of them, no matter what happens, I will be a monster.
~🕊️~
When I first saw her, it was night. However, her smile was like a shining star. I was in her village. It may have been inconsiderate of me, but I was there. I kept thinking about whether I could be useful someday. I had a gift. But people didn't want to hear about it. For people, I was a monster. Even if I were half the same as them. I could only help my "brethren". People didn't accept that I was half human. But the magical creatures accepted that I was half-harpy. I helped them as much as I could. Protecting from people.
I never wanted everyone to know me. I didn't want to be busy. I wanted to live a peaceful life. However, living alone for a long time would be even more boring and bad...
There was only one person who accepted me.
She never told me her real name. I was to call her whatever I wanted. Because she didn't want me to feel like a human being around her. I called her canary. She sang beautifully. She was delicate. Sometimes she resembled a parrot. She was so colorful. Always a different color of the dress. Ornaments in the hair. She was beautiful. I never found out her name. Even though she promised me that she would tell me if we could be together forever. I was waiting for this moment impatiently. But it never came.
