Extra's POV: My Obsessive Villainous Fiancee Is The Game's Final Boss-Chapter 246: Sea Monster

Zuzu knew the natural progression of the life of all Tidecallers.

It was simple.

Be born, bond with the Water Tree, join the next coming of age group, go for a war, and then, become a functional member of society.

It all sounded well and good, but there was just a teensy tiny little part of the whole thing that she could do well without.

The going for a war part.

In Tidecaller society, you were not an adult until you've survived the war. It didn't matter if you were strong enough to rip a grown man apart with just water.

And she didn't like that.

War meant death. And she knew she wasn't exactly the strongest Tidecaller in her age group.

She would definitely die in the war. And that just wouldn't do.

She longed for the part of life that came after the war.

The sailing. The adventures. The visiting of cities and towns that were not the collection of islands she'd grown up in.

But no. Tidecallers didn't get that luxury until they bled first.

She'd love to meet whoever had created this rule. She'd kill him herself.

From what she'd heard over the grapevine, the elders were still trying to decide who they'll have to go to war with.

The Albions? Not likely. Rumor was that they had a new king who'd be eager to prove himself.

No one wants to be the footnote in the story of a glory hunter.

The Elnorians? They were even more of a hassle to deal with than the Albions.

With those vibrations and whatnots they wield, it wouldn't be hard for them to be defeated before they even touched land.

The Mercenaries to the South? Well, th—

"Zuzu!" Her elder brother snapped, bringing her back to reality. "Focus!"

He was ten years older than her, and had gone for his own war. He was already considered an adult, that was why she'd been allowed to come out to the sea with him.

"Sorry." She muttered, focusing her attention on the sea around her.

The Mare Dulce Sea was as much home to her people as their islands.

This was where they got their food and their adventures.

Just like every Tidecaller child, she'd grown up on water, as long as she'd done on land. frёeweɓηovel.coɱ

But today, she was using her powers.

Her eyes narrowed as she watched the surface of the sea.

"Feel it." Her brother whispered like a sage, distracting her more than he helped. "You don't have to see it to get what you want."

"Can you shut up for a moment?" Her eyes flicked to the water she'd gathered on her wrist, trailing like a string down into the sea.

A second later, she was smacked lightly on the back of the head. "Focus, idiot."

Her head snapped to the side to glare at him. "You're the one distracting me!"

"And you're still not focusing." He chuckled.

She glared at him for a few more seconds before focusing back on the water. "Ass."

This wasn't as easy as it looked. While the Tidecallers could control water from the gift they'd been given by the Water Tree, they couldn't control the entire ocean.

And it was hard to control just a little section out of a vast quantity of water.

This wasn't like sand where every grain could be picked out. Water was fluid. It didn't have a single grain.

But she was skilled enough for this.

She abruptly twisted her wrist in a circular motion, and yanked the thread of water out of the sea.

Attached to the threads were up to thirty individual fishes. Her brother quickly opened the basket, and she dumped them inside.

Just in time, because a second later, the water lost its shape.

"You know you didn't have to physically yank, right?" Her brother smirked. "Just control the water."

"I know." She groaned. "I need the motion or else."

"Don't worry, you'll get the hang of it soon." Her brother patted her on the back. "Controlling water for brute force actions is easy. And for precise work, it is harder. But remember..."

"Precision beats brute force, any day." She finished the sentence for him.

"Good." He smirked at her. "You're getting it."

"So, how did we do?" She asked, peering into the fish basket.

"Not good." Her brother sighed. "We might have to sail out even more from the island to get fishes. It's as if they're all diving down to the bottom of the sea to avoid us."

"If I were a fish, I'd avoid your ugly face too. It's more scary than..." She trailed off as the boat began to tilt.

"What the fuck?" Her brother swore, lifting his gaze to the sea around them.

The smell of brine in the air turned sour, like a gutted fish left out in the sun for too long. Fishes began jumping out of the sea around them, like they were trying to escape the water.

And that was when the wail pierced the air.

The sound was like a mix of a human scream, the sound of a whale, and the deep sound of the war drums. Soothing, yet terrifying.

There, in the distance away from them, a huge maw opened in the sea, and the water began to pour into it.

It was like a hole of nothingness, ringed by long terrifying teeth that were bigger than their boat.

"Move!" Her brother yelled as he stretched his hand out, trying to control the water around them as they were getting sucked in.

The water rushed around them, trying to push them forward, even as the sea drew them in, towards the giant mouth.

Their boat slowed its descent towards the hole, but it didn't stop, sea water spraying around them.

"Fuck!" Her brother snarled, and that was enough to jolt her into action.

She stretched her hand, seizing control of as much water as she could, wrapping it around the boat. Then, she pulled.

The wood of the boat groaned as it was lifted into the air.

Realizing what she wanted to do, her brother lifted more water to wrap around their boat, keeping them hovering over the giant whirlpool.

The sea churned around them, the sound like a thousand waves crashing into each other.

The monster roared again, the sound filling the air.

Zuzu stared in a mixture of terror and awe.

"Let's go!" Her brother yelled, and together, their boat began streaking through the air, as far away from the monster as possible.

Their control over the water holding the boat aloft began to weaken, but they didn't stop as the sea crashed below them.

Sweat dripped down their brow as they flew as fast as they could.

Then, their control slipped, the water holding their boat falling away. And so did their boat.

They crashed back into the sea with a cry of alarm.

Their boat bounced, then crashed back down. Their basket of fishes was thrown overboard, spilling their catch into the sea.

Zuzu sat up, her breath ragged as the sea calmed around her. Her head turned from side to side, searching for the monster. But it was gone.

Her brother stood, his legs shaking.

"What the hell was that?" Zuzu asked, her heart still trying to beat its way out of her chest.

"I don't know, Zuzu." Her brother said quietly as he stared at the eerily still surface of the sea. "I don't know."