After years of seeing this place, ever since his birth, even the most grand of spectacles would start to look dull and repetitive. But Rin seems to like it... if only there was a way to better disguise him as one of the mers here.
They start to approach one of the towers, and Haruka slips through an opening to arrive at a room. The walls are barely adorned, smooth with dim bioluminescence glowing. There's some trinkets strewn about, made by his friends. In the corner, there's a small bed of sea moss where Haruka goes to lay down on top of.
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After years of seeing this place, ever since his birth, even the most grand of spectacles would start to look dull and repetitive. But Rin seems to like it... if only there was a way to better disguise him as one of the mers here.
They start to approach one of the towers, and Haruka slips through an opening to arrive at a room. The walls are barely adorned, smooth with dim bioluminescence glowing. There's some trinkets strewn about, made by his friends. In the corner, there's a small bed of sea moss where Haruka goes to lay down on top of.
"This is my room."