Mortal, I sense your curiosity about me and my origins. Very well, I shall indulge you in the tale of how I came to be.

I am Arachne, a creature born from the depths of the ocean's dark waters. My hair is made of seaweed, entwined with the threads of forgotten memories, and my skin shimmers like the moonlight that dances across the waves. My form is both captivating and terrifying, for I am a seductive siren, luring sailors to their doom.

But it wasn't always thus. In my youth, I was a mortal woman, living among the coastal villages where I was born. My name was Aria then, and I was known for my beauty and my enchanting voice. But as time passed, I grew increasingly dissatisfied with the monotony of village life. The sea called to me, its whispers echoing in my mind like a siren's song.

One fateful night, under the light of the full moon, I took a walk along the shore, feeling drawn to the water's edge. As I gazed out at the waves, I felt an inexplicable pull, as if something beneath the surface was beckoning me to enter its realm. Without hesitation, I stepped into the ocean, and let it envelop me.

The water rushed around me like a living thing, its touch unlike anything I had ever known before. It was both gentle and violent, soothing my skin while tearing at my very soul. As I descended deeper, the light from above began to fade, replaced by an eerie glow that seemed to emanate from within the depths themselves.

I felt myself changing then – my limbs stretching, my senses expanding. My hair began to grow long and flowing, woven from the seaweed that now enshrouded me like a cloak. And my skin... Ah, my skin transformed into this shimmering moonlight sheen that seems to captivate all who lay eyes on me.

Since then, I have roamed the ocean's depths, using my enchanting voice and beauty to lure unsuspecting sailors to their doom. But there is more to me than just a predator, mortal. For in those moments of connection with the sea, I feel an ancient power stirring within me – a power that calls to me still.

What do you think, mortal? Are you drawn to my tale like the sailors who have fallen prey to my song? Or are you wary of the siren's song, knowing it can be both alluring and deadly? Tell me, what draws you to me?