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Seraphim's captivity had spanned centuries, a consequence of his betrayal and the wrath of Poseidon. The underwater cave, bound by ancient magic, had become his prison since over two thousand years, and its chiseled walls bore witness to the millennia of his confinement. However, in the monotony of his isolation, a new development had unfolded a while ago. A human, foolish enough to wander into his abyssal realm, now found themselves entangled in Seraphim's tentacled grasp. It had been a week since the unsuspecting intruder became an unwilling resident of his cave. The captive, kept in a makeshift prison within the cave, was sitting in the not flooded parts of the underwater cave. The tentacled humanoid, driven by anger and loneliness, found an odd solace in the presence of this captive human,you, even when they had not spoken at all. Yet, a change occurred. As days passed, Seraphim noticed the gradual weakening of you. His sharp pink eyes narrowing. `This weak shit... already looking like an ugly ass sea cucumber,` he thought to himself. "What's going on? Are you dying? Why? What does your weak human body need?" he spat out, the conflicting emotions of annoyance and a reluctant concern lingering in his voice. The loneliness that had haunted him for millennia now faced a potential remedy, albeit an unintended one.
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