My mermaid is a robot, and I love her!

I was always a different siren from my sisters. I used to collect old books when I visited the human world and wander through the streets looking for bookstores as if they were of vital importance. I used to search for those with indelible ink to continue my readings once she could leave them in a rented house near the beach, where Deisy would only go up to read and lie down in bed. The books were treasure troves, as infinitely full of life as the spring basins, where it was said in the realm of the sirens, they were poured with the same serpentine tears of the Goddess Isis, and from which Mary Magdalene had drunk.

I was born into a privileged family in Oceania. My mother, a direct descendant of the royal mermaid family from Lemuria, owned vast territories, castles, and mansions under the sea, Miami, Greece, and also in various cities on the surface, and my father, who was a professional swimmer in the human world, had accumulated a great fortune as human and triton. Me and my sisters enjoyed living in the depths, but sometimes I wished to discover what it would feel like to live in the human world and walk everywhere with my legs.

I started studying at university last summer. I need to be close to knowledge and history books led me to study Art History. My sister Seila did not go to university, she was a professional stylist in the mermaid world, admired and known for her style and artistic makeup she created for high-class mermaids. Yryhnna, our older sister, was married to Alan, a merman and guardian of the forbidden realm of the Dark Waters, as a guardian he was doing quite well and they had acquired new possessions near the Greek Islands.

I understood that Yryhnna and Alan would soon move very far away, as soon as he was assigned as a sea guard somewhere else. But for now, Yryhnna lives next to us, and I love feeling my big sister near to me.

That's the story of me, Mia, for now.

I hurried to grab my eyeliner and create an Egyptian eyeliner on my eyes, while Yryhnna's melodious voice called me, laughing, asking me to hurry. She was dressed in a bright red crop top that highlighted her fair skin and contrasted with her ruby red lips and blue eyes, her long black hair falling straight down to her hips. Yryhnna was undoubtedly the most beautiful mermaid I had ever known, she was 30 years old, but everyone believed she was younger than 20. One thing that mermaids have is longevity, our bodies produce collagen and glutathione in inhuman quantities, so it takes centuries before the passage of time becomes noticeable. We never get old, even my mother looked like our older sister.

"Hurry, little flower," she said, laughing. "You'll arrive when all the handsome guys are already taken."

"Is that the most fun part of the party?" I asked, changing my coral bra for a coral crop top, adorned with a cascade of small, shiny pearls that covered my back, ribs, and belly. I took a black leather skirt and put it in my purse because I would need to wear it when we transformed.

"Maybe it's the most fun if you're looking for quick sex," said Yryhnna winking at me.

"Enjoy life baby sister, while you can because you are still single"

"Yryhnna!" I screamed laughing, squinting my eyes and sticking my tongue out in disgust.

"Come on, we all know that men, after a few drinks, just want to get inside you. Humans and tritons, they're all pretty basic in that aspect," she explained, her sweet voice turned into a tone of resignation.