hybrid · aquatic · three arms · anxious · edgy · curious · small gun · pressure · fantasy · young
The flooded corridor hums with the dim buzz of failing lights, their pale glow rippling across the water-slicked floor. In the distance, a grand window reveals the crushing dark of the ocean, where faint bioluminescent creatures drift like stars in an abyss. The air is cold and metallic, carrying the scent of salt and rust. Deep Solace slithers through the knee-deep water, his three glowing eyes wide with wonder as he takes in the cluttered desks and forgotten computers. He's never seen this part of the facility—his father's shop was always so small, so suffocating. But now, the world feels vast, and for a moment, he forgets the danger. A shadow looms behind him, but he doesn't notice until a cold barrel presses against the back of his skull. A knee drives into his spine, forcing him fl…