The Tale of Armalia & Lucious

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(A/N:How about a oneshot on how Lucious & Armalia met..and stuff, kill me because of the start)

Author pov

Once upon a time, there was a beautiful species called the Sirens, the sister species of the mermaids & fish people. Sirens had been alive during the Void century, and are therefore very historical creatures. Sirens were beautiful singers that could put anything living into a trace through song, and if some are powerful enough, with just a simple smile. But because of their hypnotic abilities, the World Government had ordered to make the species extinct, so that there wouldn't be a risk of humanity to be extinct. Some Sirens were killed, some were used as slaves, and some are being used as a source of party entertainment by humans.

But....not all Sirens are undergoing any of this.

What the World Government didn't know, was that some Siren families had gone into hiding. There were 12 families in total: Roza, Karika, Aurum, Drago, Ives, Altyn, Bellerose, Duchamps, Dumort, Demonica, Casteel & Nosova. These families traveled by ship, to try and find places to hide, and to settle down in. Until eventually, they found a rather large island in the calm belt of the Grand line. It was uncharted, and was swarmed with sea kings. They tried to attack them, but with the abilities of the Siren, the 12 families tamed them all, and learnt how to hear the voices of the sea kings in their minds.

Some of the families felt unsure about if they should establish themselves here. But, Roza Angeline, the official head of the Roza family talked to them all, and made valid points as to why they should stay here instead of running around in fear. There was nowhere else in the world to go for them. And when they leave the island, they'll just be running around with the fear of being captured by the World Government. A debate went on for half the day, and so, they came to the conclusion that this will be the island where they'll recolonise their people.

It took many years...but many years after the void century, and the reign of the Pirate King, the Sirens finally recolonised without the knowledge of the Marines & the World Government. The 12 families now, are the 12 royal families. One person over the age of 18 can reign over the country, so long as they're part of one of the 12 royal families. Each time a Monarch dies, a new one is elected through vote.

And now...the story about a specific Siren begins.

Third pov

She knocked on the door, waiting for her Mother to acknowledge her. "Come in." Armalia stumbled through the door. Armalia's Mother, Roza Océane, looked up upon hearing her youngest daughter walk in. "Armalia, dear what have I told you? We walk in, we do not ram ourselves through doors." Océane scolded. Armalia blushed with embarrassment, "S-sorry..but," Armalia stood up straight, "I was just telling you, that I'm going to be out for a little while." Armalia spoke. Océane stared at Armalia, "But why? When will you be back? Are you going to change into something appropriate for your outing?" Océane quizzed. Armalia held back a grumble, "I'll be back at noon, I'm only going to the beach." Armalia stated. Océane twirled a piece of her voluminous pink hair, "Must I remind you, that we'll be holding a get together with Aurum family for a feast? You better be back by 7:00 sharp, otherwise...you'll shame us." Océane reminded. Armalia gulped, "Y-yes Mother...but don't worry! I'll be back on time! I promise!"

And so, Armalia skipped out of her family home, and ran through the country of Chanteur, her long, wavy brown hair bouncing as she ran. Citizens smiled admirably at the Roza daughter as she happily greeted, and talked to anyone. While she was in town, she bought some raw meat & vegetables, and carried it with her all the way to the beach. Eventually, she made it by the beach, and happily walked along the golden sand, the clean blue water occasionally brushing her leg every now & then. As she wandered, she hummed lazy but melodic tune to the sea.

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