[History Arc – A Battuta] 2 of 5 
When I finally awoke, my once glorious, perfect form had drastically changed into something… alien. My horns and hooves, once manicured and shaved with artistic flair, gone and replaced with fleshly limbs and protrusions. My scales, radiant like the sun scattered through the waves on a clear day, were now pale and bare. Perhaps worst of all, my fin rays, the pride of my appearance, the thing that undeniably cemented my status above those plebian sirens, was now replaced with this… unkempt mane of hair. Ugh, no greater defeat has ever been brought upon me.