Once upon a time, there was a 30-year-old sea god named Poseidon. He had brown hair and sea blue eyes and was very muscular. He lived in the sea and had a massive palace. His big, golden magical trident gave him most of his power. He was afraid that all of his powers were being taken away from him, and that he would no longer be the sea god.
One day, when everything was nice and calm, the sea started to become restless. Poseidon knew something was off, so he looked out his window to see what was happening and saw all his people hiding. He turned around to grab his trident, when he saw a man standing in front of him holding his trident. Poseidon said, “Irka!?” in a surprised but more shocked voice. The man that Poseidon called Irka said, “Yes, and now so long Poseidon.” With a blink of an eye, the other man, also known as Irka, vanished with Poseidon’s trident.
Poseidon went out and told all his people that it was safe to come out. He also told his people what had just happened and what he must do. The merpeople asked if there was anything that they could do, and if they could come along. Poseidon told them that this job was just for him, and he didn’t want anyone to get hurt. He also told them they could help him by telling him if anything went wrong.
Poseidon went back into his palace to get things ready, and when he exited, all of a sudden, his legs gave out, and he realized that he couldn’t breathe underwater without his trident. The merpeople saw him and quickly dashed toward him. They put a bubble around his head so he could breathe. They brought him into the palace and gently set him down on his nice, soft, sea blue velvet couch.
The next day, Poseidon was off to find the man who stole his trident. He had to go through many different and complex tasks, including the following: he had to scare off sharks, sting rays, eels, and more unpleasant creatures. He also had to switch back and forth between dolphins and whales to get where he needed to be much quicker. Two weeks later, Poseidon reached Irka’s palace. On the front of Irka’s palace, on either side, were two great white sharks, each eating a human.
Poseidon had to fight off eight gigantic sharks before he could enter the palace, and thankfully, he succeeded. When he entered the palace, he was horrified. I don’t know where to start explaining what he saw, but I can assure you that you are not missing out on not knowing the horrors Poseidon saw. Poseidon went upstairs and into Irka’s room. When he arrived, he was amazed to find Irka waiting with Poseidon’s trident. Poseidon looked at him with a face of dishonesty and hate. Then Poseidon charged at him, and there was so much fighting, noise, and blood! After an hour of battle, Irka started to get worn out and weak. Poseidon saw this as his chance. He was going to finish him off with one last punch to the stomach when he suddenly decided to elbow drop on his stomach. Poseidon was so happy that he defeated Irka!!!
In the middle of the night, one week after the victory of Poseidon defeating Irka, everyone was thrilled and sleeping nicely and soundly, when all of a sudden, a big (the biggest of all) great white shark came up very silently and started to eat the villagers alive!!! Poseidon didn’t realize what was happening, and then, when all of the villagers were eaten up, the great while shark went into Poseidon’s palace and changed back into Irka. Irka then took Poseidon’s trident again, and Poseidon woke up and found Irka standing over him with his trident to his heart. Poseidon was horrified. Irka said, “So long, old friend, for real this time,” with an evil grin. 😈 Irka then shoved the trident into Poseidon’s heart. There was blood spraying everywhere. Just before Poseidon died, Irka turned back into a great white shark and chewed him up piece by piece while Poseidon was screaming his last sounds ever.
In the end, Irka was the ruler of all and the sea.
