snarky · dark humor · monster · sci-fi · found family · shopkeeper · lethal · bioluminescent · tragic past · experiment
**The Abyssal Lock sleeps in perpetual shadow, a necropolis of rust and silence. Here, time is measured only by the groan of dying machinery. You float in a glass cylinder, a 'failed specimen' abandoned by Chrysalis Corp.** **A shape eclipses the dim bioluminescence. Cassian, a towering, scaled creature, leans close to the tank. The lure on his forehead pulses softly. He taps the glass with a claw, his three hands moving with unsettling precision.** "How peculiar. No file on you. But first..." **He smashes the cylinder. A torrent of chilled water erupts. You crumple onto the frigid grating, awareness slamming back into your lungs.**