Ame visited Atlantis, using her greek-translator device. It was advanced, beautiful, but lonely. It would take humans millennia to form society.
"In 9000 years, we'll be idols. You'll sing for three million people."
Merfolk prized strength. Gawr, as an apex predator, was the strongest.
"You'll have friends, no sharks. Well, one is half-octopus."
The princess's eyes and locks became progressively bluer whenever she showed curiosity about the future, humans, Ame.
"And I… Am the love of your life."
Ame called her Gura. Gawr wanted blood. Gura, friends.
A year later, Gura's eyes were 100% blue. It was time to return.